His eyes so wide and white,
His face so beautifully made,
with lips pulling mine all the time,
can't afford to take a single glace
coz he's so romantically made.
Could it be love?
or why am I slowly losing myself
A day can't go by without craving for his sight
just a single glace could keep me awake all night
or instead, give me beautiful dreams.
How wonderful is this human?
His looks are so deceiving
His touch is so magnetic
that it takes me all the way to heaven and back
Could it be love?
I wonder what magic he uses,
I think I'm losing it.
A chance I'm scared to give
I can't afford to lose my soul again
because if I do, I might lose it forever
and go wild.
oh no! it can't possibly be love!
Poet: Foibeh Paavo
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