Lisa Franklin


When we first met; to me you were nothing more than a friend
Somebody new with which I could laugh and play
A hardly serious relationship, personal details left untouched

But since then I think about you unremittingly, every waking moment of every day
Something has changed. What has changed?
I catch myself gazing at you constantly, longly - wishing you were mine
What field of artistry have you mastered? What form of trickery have you conquered?
To make me trip, to make me fall, to mak

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