Admiration
You've never had top notch but,
Only you, deserve the best,
Understand? You're a queen.
At the snap of your fingers, all should be
Ready for you. Flowers bloom, oceans
rise; Everything is a stroke of paint,
adding to the masterpiece, that is you.
Faintly, you will feel the sweet touch of
Lust. However, you don't even realize it.
Admiration, my dear.
Why, they adore from afar! Can't you see?
You, sweet You, la hermosa rosa
Everyone should be in awe when seeing you
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
It should be, "Shall I compare a summer's day, to you"
My oh my, what lovely eyes you have.
You could cut through paper with how sharp you look.
Dare me to dream though,
cause that's when I happen to see you.
Even when I think real hard
Admiration, my dear.
Thus, ranting forever, about your beauty
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