she praises him like a king
on a pedestal for all to see
strong and tall with eyes of blue
he speaks of her adoringly
his words are music to her ears
his tears are like a tragedy
his touch is like a rich man's bliss
for him she speaks silent poetry
she has no idea about herself
he makes her second-guess the stars
but she loves him whole-heartedly
a love that melts her candy bar.
*an attempt at andra and tom
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