To My Dearest Melissa, O how I wish we met
But fate did not allow such a destiny for me
Mine is for another but if we could've met
I'm certain I could Love you for an eternity
Pretty greens and reds, the cause of such
Desires within me to dream of a Love story
But then I awake and seem to Love to much
I would hate to see you flee or thus seem
To appear frighten when you are my dream
I Love your smile and how you wear your hair
In a perfect world I know that a dream like this
Could be something that can be simply beautiful
Like the first time a couple have their kiss
Simple as this is to write you this poem
I find that Love is proven by one actions.
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