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Love Poem (English)

It's been long since I've written a poem,
I write now cause feb14th approaches
and feel I must hello him.
Well, actually its only her,
she 's the best nature can offer.

I'll race this poem now,
& make you wipe your sweat from your brow.
This poem is for her,
for shes awesome.
the last time I seen her she looked so beautiful and wholesome.
You have been deprived if you hav'nt seen her smile.
its the kind for,
which Caesar would leave Cleopatra and even swim the Nile.
Ya, she has her flaws.
that you might not want to see,
as its the next best thing to Jaws.
Race again, Shes the best.
North, south east and west.
Whats her name,
do you want to know,
her name's Leslie
and she's a woman,
the name go both ways.....you must know.

This poem so far so good.
Second paragraph flows well.
I wish I could just grab her and in my love make her dwell.
Man......what can I say,
even on bad days,
shes so swell,

She says I flatter and think highly her.
but she means a lot to me,
more than myself.
That she pretends not to see.

Race again, I love her.
I'll end this poem now
and hey.... if you ever meet her,
be good to her,
for then, for you,
my prays I will offer.