June 29, 2019

 

 

And she the one,

the one without a name

who burns inside of me

such bright a flame.

 

And melts my heart

with passion and delight

and keeps me safe

when I am full of fright.

 

And she the one,

the one who doth excite

and bestows on me

sweet dreams throughout the night.

 

That help me wake

afresh at morning light

and lift my spirits

up to dizzy heights.

 

And she the one,

the one I won’t forget

when I grow old

and other things regret.

 

For life without her

wouldn’t be worthwhile.

and to my grave

I’ll take Mendotta’s smile.

 

 

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