YEARNING VOICE
I look at you in the morning,
then ask my conscience, what do i lack?
to get you in ma life
to call you sweet name you like
to hold you tight when around me,
to be part of your growing heart attack
you took my perception of beauty from the day
everything in my mind went astray,
giving me thoughtful and siesta-less night
all from the image created at first sight.
i falled in love you , you robed my heart,
to be continued.................
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