Your eyes sparkle like a Sterling trick your hair curls like a Gerrard free kick skin as smooth as a Daglish turn. My love for you, it burns, it burns. I see you in dreams, your beauty like a thirty yard soaring Steven Gerrard strike, and i wake to see your smile, a smile evoking Coutinho style. You give me life, give me worth, so marry me please upon Anfields hallowed turf, and I know my mates wont think its cool, but I love you almost as much as Liverpool.
Posted on: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 11:08:08 +0000