If you were to say I had a craving for puzzles,
an undying passion for flowers, and an emotional attachment to the fire burning
brightly at the core of the sun....
I will have sweared you had seen straight into
my soul.
For she is the most challenging
puzzle that I am yet to figure out.
She is my favorite white rose, innocent and
pure, and above all lovely.
She is my sun, my beautiful light guiding me
through a bleak and cold night deprived of all warmth.
For she is my craving,
my
passion,
and the owner of my heart
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