Rhymes about first time and smiles

by AlonEvil

There is no more melancholy
when I hold the hand of my ebony
and she inspires a symphony
full of rhythm and melodies
inspired by unicorns and cookies
or jokes and cuties
she makes me believe in my poems and soft touch
but still have a trucker that sometimes need to show
that even the pure love must have some dirty words
and no matter what we do my girl is the north
that makes me look to the sky and say thanks to the creator
this could be a hip hop or indie music
full of meaning, full of feeling, full of inspiration
so it’s better stop this and show to you my trick
of make her smile and have no words to describe
like me in the first time that I saw her…