Blue-eyed spirit,
As brilliant as stars,
Sea tide surges with its long silvery roll,
comes with the twilight's roaming air
She resembles this nascent lime in my drink
Indeed when it rains, It pours
Sour but sweet
Just what I need
With little ice drops of the weather
showered in silver sun rays
some perfect reflection to my smile
Alive
Alluring
Adorable
Yet it was a matter of cadence,
One that relates to our very essence,
Each...