Saturday, November 15, 2014

M



It would be all sorts of perfection
If I could have you as a protection
If you could see me as your lover
And we could rely on each other

I would get home every night
And you'd be there, my knight in white
We would lovingly kiss and embrace
And together every problem we'd face

Yes, it would be perfect
But that's my life's defect

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