It is the black
It is the black eyes with your sweet smile that pierces my heart.
That bold accent that takes me to the clouds and leaves me to the ground.
I have never found my taste and crown in any woman.
\You are not my ex-girlfriend, you are not my ex-wife,
you are the only wife of my heart. You are my ageless wife.
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