Samantha

A flashback I drew

while looking at you

Your aura, white and airy

your hair wild,

 as the wind blew

an angel, a fairy

a true ingenue

an innocence so beautiful

never shattered as you only grew

you accepted everything

your love to me was like a

 break-through

so from the bottom of my heart,

 that's so mildew

merci beaucoup