Oh how I love you so, my dear sweet star
Might it be, my love is none but obsessed
I love you when you’re either near or far
Oh my dear, but I really do not jest
There you are, some beautiful memories
It’s your wit, your skinny legs, your blue eyes
It’s the way you make me weak at the knees
You're like heaven in the spacious skies
You're the wind breathing over my skin
You’re the dream I wish I never could lose
You're the fire burning up my sin
You’re the only one I would ever choose
I had to write it for English my sophomore year. It had to be about something or someone we loved. And it had to be obsessive like Shakespeare. So tell me what you think....
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