IT WAS the daze of your creativity
that hypnotised me
your beautiful smile arrested my mind
how can you be beautiful
and yet be kind
having the unfortunate under your wings?
I saw a spark in your eyes
and it has lit a fire in my heart
when I see you
all my troubles go to sleep
I call you little girl
yet I treat you like a mother
You mother my ambitions and aspirations
My goal is to write love on your heart
to be caressed by the tenderness of
your heart and arms
to be teased by you
knowing you'll please me
I long to be nurtured in your heart
My ambition is to build my heart
in your angellic heart
erase my hurt
and give me cause
to face life with my chin held up
Little girl, you're the one I love
Hide me under your wings!!!!
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