She is mine

By S.D Sycther

She is mine

I stay in the corner and the eyes stare stare;

They seem to tell me you rarely rare;

But wonder lie lie in despair despair;

I stay in the corner and the eyes stare stare.

But some days mine-mine search thine-thine;

And that heart speaks thine mine thine,

And that heart speaks thine mine thine.

But clever is the heart, speaks without fear;

And opens mouth mine and words disappear.

But clever is the, speaks he so clear;

Closes mouth forever when words come near.

All those nights cried day by day;

As if that smile counted ray by ray.

And wrote I forever for you, my day;

Beloved thy know me something-something say.

Something-something say.

Something-something say.

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