I just picked a fruit
Beautiful. Reminds me of you
Grey eyes and elegant
There are many fruits
But this one is purely exotic
A fine and pretty sight
You are an amazing fruit
Like the yellow Sunflower
You, my boring days light
You have become my fruit
The sunshine after my dark
My friend; humble and sweet
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