Let the flag of love unfurl,
As I blow the breeze of romance.
Let it come, do not close the door,
Maybe life owes you this chance.
I know not how long I shall write,
To you about my sweetest feelings.
Hey pretty girl! Why don’t you understand,
To your wounds, I wanna be the healing.
Surprised by fears and suppressed by criticism,
Here I am on my knees.
Of all my haters, I just know that,
Every one of them wants me to freeze.
But I am not so frail as to sit,
When I can get up and walk.
I would better not lose sight,
So, for hours, let me be their talk.
I never knew I could face the world,
You taught me the easy way out.
And now you’ve stuck in my heart,
As in the soil, does stick a sprout.
I wouldn’t tag you with words galore,
As that would seem ostentatious.
But I wouldn’t miss this chance to tell you,
That you are profusely gracious.
At times of distress and apprehension,
You light the flame of hope.
When I try to break free and rush,
You’re the one who makes me lope.
With you, I feel like time has halted,
And the clocks have stopped ticking.
My heart beats increase their pace,
Cause I can feel them kicking.
No! I can’t explain in words,
That what you mean to me.
What am I supposed to say?
I just want you into me.
O’ Belle, you’ve captivated me,
By your looks so tender.
You’ve taken me so gently,
My heart is under your sweet surrender.
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