Should ever I impart my love for thee?
Thy nature calls me like a magic spell.
I long to feel thy kindly eyes on me
evoking tender feelings sense can't quell.
For hours I would dwell upon thy smile,
that shy and secretive quirk of thy lips,
perhaps thou wouldst indulge me for a while
and place thy gentle hands upon my hips.
With fervour my heart beats its song for thee.
Mine eyes do seek thy gaze at every chance.
I wonder, when thou lookst, dost thou not see
my every furtive smile and cautious glance?
I e'er an interest thou dost express
I should be yours at that, no more, no less.















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