Many things they talk,
All about your angelic type,
Many things they try,
All in the bid to describe you,
Others ill talk about you,
All after they failed to get you.
Many have tried,
Most of them failed,
Only then do i come to you,
Armed not to tha tooth but only,
With one line, one word,
Hope you will heed my creed.
I long for that moment,
When i will hold you in my arms,
Call yu all sweet names,
Run the mile hand in hand,
Kiss away all the sad memories,
Of all those who tried in vain,
Thats what i will do,
When You Are Mine!
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