Dear Robert,
You make my blind eye see shades and pieces of light
In the darkest days of my life
Colors fade up in contrast
I can get use to this life style
And intersect time
Days are short
When I wake up late
To get closer even so
To see you every Friday night
All weekend long
The best times
Of my week
If only they were longer
I make them so
By waking up early
To drink your coffee
With Irish cream
To cure my hang over
And to feel your kiss
And something so much more
Awaits
As we are up to our third cup
Things get closer, kisses, and strokes
The best thing ever
Come from you
It's not hard to believe
For me anymore
While you you whisper in my ear
Sweet loving things
That make blush
You are a special kind of someone
Who deserves the world around
To be beautious
Every day, and every moment
You have a smile
Which people love
And I will take care of you
For everyone
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