Growing Love Poem by Frandy Osias Louis

GoT Ma viSiOn oN sTrAiGhT
AnD Ma MiNd sEt On HeR ViSiOn
No 1-2 CoUnT
BuT Ma HeArT Is On A MiSsIoN
OnE KiSs 2 HeR LiPs
AnD Ma HeArT pLaYs HeR TuNe
No LaNdInG On DiS TaKe OFF
So We BLaSt-OFF To ThE MoOn
ThErE AiNt No SiMpLe EqUaTiOn
So No OtHeR LoVe CaN EqUaTe
I TrEaT HeR LiKe a QuEeN
N' I'm HeR RoYaL KiNg 2 HeR ChEcKmAtE
I LoVe EvErY ThInG AbOuT HeR
FrUm HeR ChEeSe SmILe 2 HeR LaGhTeR
AnD Ma LoVe WiLL AlWaYs GrOw
LiKe YeStUrDaI,2DaY AnD Da DaY AfTeR