Saturday, November 22, 2008

SHE

She walks to you and then you smile
Looking at her with so much love in your eye
Then you hold her as she submits to a hug
How lucky she is to be called your love

Sharing sweet moments, both of you side by side
She giggles as you whisper the love you can’t define
So attentive, so enthusiast as she tells a story
You seem lost to her, your heart, your entity

You give her garland of sweet smelling flowers
In your mind you envisioned to love her forever
You watch her move and talk so lovingly
It must be a wonder how you think of her each day

She must be in heaven with the world under her feet
To be loved by you who is undoubtedly sweet
And for the rest of my life I’ll look at her with envy
Coz you’re my dream and that girl can’t be me

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