Well a really short poem about Ian thinking about Wanda yeahyeah I know really silly but, well, I was bored :)

Your eyes, the clue to your soul,
Your soul, the most precious thing,
And my most precious thing, you.

When you look at me, blood rushes through me,
When you tuch me, fire burns my skin,
And when you kissme my whole being belong to you.

You mean everything to me,
More that you can ever imagine,
And I can't feel happier becouse I know you love me too.

I could go on forever,
Your golden locks,
Your deep grey eyes,
Your face.

You are my soul partner,
No one in this whole universe could replace you,
Not the kindest nor the most beautiful,
For I was meant to be with you since the day I was born.

I trust you,
I adore you.
I love you.

For ever, stuck on you,
My only and true love.

R&R PLEASEEEEE