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Oh, the boys, those radiant souls,
With laughter that mends my heart’s little holes,
Eyes like stars in a velvet sky,
A wink, a grin, and I’m soaring high.
Their voices weave a tender tune,
A symphony beneath the moon,
Rough hands, soft words, a sweet embrace,
They paint my world with love and grace.
The way they move, a reckless art,
Each step ignites my fluttering heart,
Messy hair and reckless dreams,
They pull me in like rushing streams.
Oh, the boys, my sweet delight,
They turn my days to endless light,
A blush, a tease, a fleeting glance,
With them, my spirit longs to dance.
Their courage bold, their kindness deep,
In their presence, my soul does leap,
Through every storm, they stand so tall,
My heart’s been theirs through winter’s call.
Forevermore, I’ll sing their praise,
Lost in their wild, enchanting ways,
Oh, the boys, my love’s sweet flame,
In every beat, I’ll whisper their name.
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