Waking up to your little sneer
As the sun squint through the window
I marvel why it took me so long
To grasped that you are
So endearing and loving
Kindhearted and charming
Cutie and innocent
I wonder what my life would be
Without your love
Without your esprit de corps
Without your thought
My little pet
My world
My life.
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