You - Poem by Masked lady
You smile, how I adore those chinky smiling eyes,
You laugh, the sound is a music to my heart,
You pout, how i wish i could kiss those kissable lips,
You stare at me, oh! I’d like to wrap you in my embrace.
You talk and I’d listen intently, afraid to miss a word,
You walk, how I wish to walk beside you and assist you,
But I’d rather walk behind so I can have a full view of you
My love, my lady, when will I ever have YOU and call you mine?
As told to his beloved.
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