My day starts musing about you
Always I feel you are mine
I feel you too feel the same
Panic grips me at times
Getting no mails from you
Never forget me any day my dear
Every minute I miss you my love
Sometimes I wish I were a bird
I could fly and reach
Where you dwell
Perch on your window
And tweet aloud
See you fume at me
And run with a stick
To shoo me away
Oh my dear I miss you so much
My queen , my beauty, my love
My dearest lady
Living near snow capped mountains
Close to the sea
A place far away from my reach
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