Anthony's Secret Poem by Tiny Huang

I met you but three months ago,
Feels like eternity,
Your elegance impresses me,
Like fine calligraphy.

With skin as smooth as porcelain,
And eyes blue as the sky,
Your golden hair are rays of sun,
And shimmer as they fly.

Your glances t'wards me from afar,
Reveals your true desire,
My wit as sharp as butcher knives,
Ignites loves burning fire.

Together we will be as one,
As salt and pepper we,
I'll be the needle to your thread,
Your best embroidery.