XII. I am a freak
The golden curtain of your hair,
falling upon your freckled face.
The orange hue of sun on your lips,
left there by the Sun dancing on your fingertips.
Fall surrounds your ocean eyes,
The leaves of fall fall at your feet.
Flowers honored as they get tangled in your hair.
You look like a Goddess of nature,
To me, you are a nature freak – my beautiful nightmare.
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