Desired One
Desired one
My Siren
My enchantment.
My Emotions in Her hands
As She runs with my heart
All beauty that has ever lived
Dwells within her soul
She speaks softly
Smiles lightly.
Her laugh- a sonata
She walks with dignity
While clutching my heart
She’s a heartbreaker with her charm
And I wish to serenade Her.
Alas I am not wanted- though
Because I am no man.
So I wish Her mind to change
Hopelessly, so hopelessly.
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