Desired One

Desired one

My Siren

My enchantment.

My Emotions in Her hands

As She runs with my heart

 

All beauty that has ever lived

Dwells within her soul

She speaks softly

Smiles lightly.

Her laugh- a sonata

 

She walks with dignity

While clutching my heart

She’s a heartbreaker with her charm

And I wish to serenade Her.

 

Alas I am not wanted- though

Because I am no man.

So I wish Her mind to change

Hopelessly, so hopelessly.

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