Acrostic Rhyme
Remembering the emotional ride that felt like air and art.
Over and over again, the colors of life fell in my heart.
Saying sweet nothings and whispering love song in my ear.
Enjoying a new paradigm when warmth is close and very near.
Remembering the emotional ride that felt like air and art.
Over and over again, the colors of life fell in my heart.
Saying sweet nothings and whispering love song in my ear.
Enjoying a new paradigm when warmth is close and very near.