I opened the door to first period and down I fell,
The fall was deep and narrow like I tripped into a well.
As I fell I gazed above,
Like I was staring up high
At a bypassing dove.
I landed on a soft surface
That clutched me like a glove,
It was a beautiful cushion that was knitted with love.
I would have saw her even if I were blind.
She's beautifully designed.
Blissfully defined.
God is too kind.
In any situation she's one of my factors,
She's always first to come to mind,
That's why my ABC's are backwards...
I'll treat you right
I assure you.
You're face is too sweet
I have to adore you.
