Lady

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LADY

|03•20•2020|

I can't steer away from your sable eyes,
Resembling the grand and scintillant skies.
It speaks your name and the truth of your lies,
For your heart's clear even with your disguise.

Your touch tells a rich tale of a lover,
Unfamiliar yet I can decipher,
For our worlds finally came together,
Sending sparks burning bright like an ember.

Angels sing along when you sweetly do,
With words reflecting affection so true,
A song for one fine lady meant for you,
Someone who got you and feels the same too.

I keep on hoping you'll see me fin'lly,
Hear the pleasant tunes of my melody.
I will read the palm of your hand, it's free,
Read that the lady you seek of is me.

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