Deep Beneath My Chest
Lies A Heart That Pumps At Your
Service, I'm Staring Outside The Window
From My Side I See A Potential
Lover.
Its Amazing Why That Every Time
I Stare Through The Window It's
You That I See
Or Do I Look Through Just To See
The Majestic Sight Of Your Being
I Feel Warm Like A Winter Heater
Because Your Sight Warms Up
My Blood Soothing The Sad Might
Of Loneliness
I'm No Stalker But I'm A Man Who
Wants A Shot To Replenish His
Lifeless Soul.
Pardon Me Lady But You Look Like
My Future Wife.
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