Rising Star

 

Look at me I am a rising star, see who I got on my radar,

For being so pretty and true, to be named art baby blue,

Oh how so loving you be to me, inspiring I to sing above sea,

Singing as high as I want  to fly, never wondering why.

A glove is my love, you, being coolfit.

My starbuck pussy, who knew how to cat,

For being the model for all spirits attracted to thee,

Grateful to you being so special for me. 

Look at me, I am a rising star,  

See who I’ve got on my radar.  

For being so pretty and true,  

To be named art baby blue.

Oh, how loving you are to me,  

Inspiring my song above the sea.  

Singing as high as I choose to fly,  

Never stopping, never asking why.

A glove is my love, perfectly fit,  

You, being cool, a perfect hit.  

My starbuck pussy, who knew how to be cat,  

The model for spirits, attracting all that.

Grateful to you, so special for me,  

The one who shines in eternity.  

For in this moment, I rise and soar,  

With you, my muse, forevermore.

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For joy admiring playful affection, capturing my lionhearted uplifting nature feelings, loving you!

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