by Sherwin Balbuena |
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love,
Here comes another lady,
So simple and so nice.
She's beautiful and moody,
With two near-sighted eyes.
She used to be my housemate
Who washed the plates at lunch.
I told to her my secret
And made her envies bunch.
As time passed us together,
My shattered gem repaired.
My mind found a fair weather;
The song was again heard.
I had a heart that's beating
And now knew how to speak.
I could not wait for saying
My feeling at its peak.
Her answer, she said, is true
With trust and confidence.
I said to her, ''I want you
To be my lover hence.
''Go with me, and we shall fly
To the planets and stars.
The Earth keeps telling a lie
We shall not hear on Mars.''