Fairy Sprite
Upon, taking hold of you
I could feel my hearing change, as the sound cleared out
Only your voice rang through
Only then did I notice, what is this strange feeling?
I didn’t know it was you
Owner of my heart
I hand you the key
I only give you whats yours from upon meeting on sight
Oh how you play with me
I can’t complain through as you leave me thoroughly dazed
I can only see you, around my heart twitters as it steams from the heat
The cuckoo of my heart is begging for a drop of your love
The world slows in your presence, all I see is you
I turn and hold my hand out, only to you
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