His sweet surrenderA Poem by Indescribed
His brown eyes make me weak,
His gentle touch makes my bones creek. His caring words can make my day, His smile makes me want to stay. Sweet surrender, To last November. Say goodbye to December, I can no longer remember. His voice carries a sweet tune, Like the sound of rain in June. He makes my heart fill with joy, Such a sweet innocent boy. The days we spend together, Feel like forever. The days spent apart, Break my heart. Sweet surrender, To last November. Say goodbye to December, I can no longer remember.
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