They call it beautiful,
I call it love,
It's only dutiful,
that’s you’re the one I think of.
I whisper a sweet spell,
You giggle so faintly,
You’re my little belle,
You sit so quaintly.
I think only of you,
My dear little one,
You paint my world a new hue,
You shine more then the sun.
You’re my sun and starts,
My moon at night,
This world is ours,
I smile at your delight.
I call it love,
They call it sweet,
Your all I dream of,
It's me you complete.
I Call It LoveA Poem by Nikole
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