Such a young beauty do I admire
Deep down in me she made a source of fire
Crying day in day out ,alone in the mire
But she has not a word positive to my claim
Its hard to stand the shame
And this feeling so wild that it I can't tame
And she does propose we be friends
But can butter and fire be close
Am always swept by her beauty winds
She makes me fly with the admiration wings
But the more she appears, its sorrow she brings
The more I admire her, the more she demoralises me
Something is not normal.
©alafat
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