Simple
I wake to the eyes of the woman who grasped my heart
Valleys and mountains could do no possible wonders for they cannot separate
The mind of the man whom looks upon her.
I am just a simple man
Colors they bloom, and music plays through times as they both change
However, when I look upon you I see nothing but the maturity of love
how can a man like I be captivated in time by you and your smile?
a smile that imprisons this beast of a man.
I am just a simple man
Fascinated by the beauty you possess
Non the less I figured I’d sweep off your feet as if in a fairy tale
But no fairy tale captures beauty such as you do.
I am just a simple man
But you, you are no simple woman
You’re not the past and you’re not the present, your my future
And there is no whisper of simple in that.
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