10th: Spark

In the middle of the dark,

Their is stark who give you the spark,

Who bestow heed to you,

Digerse from your chums do.

I bestow him as an endow,

To love it and prevent the sorrow.

You cackle like there's nowise at all,

And I love it especially when we're in the mall.

To be with you is priceless,

And it gives me blissfulness.

When our conversation gets boring,

I can't stop you to do singing.

I feel like I am so sanctify,

That I shouldn't need to verify.

I am that partial mischievous,

But together with you, I am so ambitious.