There is my queen
Sitting beautifully and
Smiling elegantly.
I know not, how i lost my heart
I know not, where i lost my heart.
Before i could realize
Cupid had pierced it,
Before i could feel it
She had signed it.
As i gazed at it, It eloped from me,
As i ran after it, It galloped me,
To her....
So my lady,
That’s the story in short
And here i come,
Puffing and panting,
Running after my heart,
Running after my destiny,
To claim what is rightfully mine -
Your smile and your tears,
Your laughter and your miseries,
Your love and your pain,
Your world and yes my sweetheart,
YOU of course!!!!
-Sramven
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