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Little Man

That thing you do,
Makes me go crazy,
Every time I look at you,
My eyes become hazy.

The smile on your face,
The twinkle in your eye,
The sound of your laughter,
Makes me wanna cry.

I love you more,
Than words could ever express,
I love your noises,
I must confess.

I want the best for you,
If I go broke,
It's something I will do.

Celeste Adame