by Ysabelle Guinto, BSA 3-3
The first and last would be just you, my love.
I’m willing to be fool for your embrace.
No matter what may take the path I drove,
It would be worth if I’d be where you place.
My heart it pounds with every glance you make.
The feeling it creates can’t I define.
My own spine shivers as my skin does shake.
I am so glad because I know you’re mine.
“I love you” is your every minute’s quote.
Your pleasing eyes have charms that I adore.
You always do forget to take a note
That my spell’s better ‘cause I love you more.
And all but this will not remain unchanged
‘Cause now, the big whole puzzle’s been arranged.
The first and last would be just you, my love.
I’m willing to be fool for your embrace.
No matter what may take the path I drove,
It would be worth if I’d be where you place.
My heart it pounds with every glance you make.
The feeling it creates can’t I define.
My own spine shivers as my skin does shake.
I am so glad because I know you’re mine.
“I love you” is your every minute’s quote.
Your pleasing eyes have charms that I adore.
You always do forget to take a note
That my spell’s better ‘cause I love you more.
And all but this will not remain unchanged
‘Cause now, the big whole puzzle’s been arranged.
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