Baby Its You Poem by Louis Borgo

If I,
sail past the avenue to bargain a deal of faith,

Would it be of you,

Kiss of hand a flip of penny nights out,

To notice everything in the crowd but of you,

Would it be penny luck,

A master piece of design a hook among a,

Fish to drive in the feast,

Kiss of hand a flip of penny nights out,

Lonely no more is like a hat to cater,

Smart but bright and with every,

Move left for breathless,

Baby It's You.