I may be shy, whenever I'm with you
But I've never even begun, on expressing how I love you
Your smile, your eyes, all of them often catches my eye
If only, if only you can be mine
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Poems
ŞiirJust a book with the sole purpose of making a hundred poems for the girl that the author likes #62 in poem #9 in shortpoem #9 in shortpoems #123 in firstbook #141 in newbook
