Within my lonely heart
She threw the cupid dart
On my wooden bed, I lay flat
Asking myself 'How did it all start? '.
Years ago, I knew her once
We played love, acting like dunce
Then it was war, war without guns
And she never said 'Yes', not for once.
I kissed her always, only in my mind
I knew she had flaws, but I was blind
She was mostly quiet, loving and kind
But what I liked most, was her rolling behind.
Amateur days have come and gone
With the childish mistakes we'd done
Today, all I hear is her sexy, babyish tone
I'm in love with her, the bone of my bone.
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