Florentine
Few things are as beautiful as Florentine
I remember the first day I layed eyes on
Florentine, beautiful eyes on Florentine
At that moment the world was a beautiful place

Her walk is delicate and fragile
She bends things, not breaks them

She has curious eyes, fascinated with the
magical world around her
Innocent, like the eyes of a child
Eager to see what new wonders await
Eager to see what old ones create

Few things are as beautiful as Florentine,
beautiful eyes on Florentine

Is that you? or something else?

my ex-girlfriend

No I meant did you write this..

yep! hope people like it