Glimpse of flair lit the room aloof
Sent me a cool breeze to steal my gaze off the roof
She stood there, with red lips and daunting smile
Lips moved, “was it in a deafening style?”
I heard nothing she said, but knew
People told, we feel this with a few
“Oh, wait!” said the mind with a cunning laugh
“You think you’ll have her?” said Devil’s staff;
“Having is not all I need” I told him, my chin downed,
“Having her around is enough” my eyes frowned
She will, for ever be merry, I know, as always
Or, I will make a way for her joy, in all ways!
She bid farewell! Oh, here she is, now, may be
I kissed her forehead with all the love the world can ever
see!
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