Dear Miss cellaneous,
i can see you wherever you stand.
day or night you shine so bright.
i haven't met you yet but i love you.
we haven't spoken but you sound so cute.
intellectual and witty define a fraction of who you are.
your body doesn't consist of huge mountains or deep valleys,
but your hills and highways are beautiful to me. you teach me things
i could never learn if spoken from anyone elses mouth.
my ears cry when your not around. when your eyes coincidentally
disappear as im looking for them. i dont know you, my dear
but i cant wait to meet you.
ms.
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