Watching you, sitting over there

Imagining the smell of your soft blond hair

Wish I could kiss your lips so red

I'd be as happy to touch your cheek instead

My dear, how I love to hold you close

My darling, a perfect rose

Your radiance could fill any room

You never fail to chase away the gloom

If only I could make you mine,

Life would be grand, and I'll always be thine.

 

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