The Ear Rings
That You are wearing
Sparkle and Shine
With Every Movement of your Neck
Much Like Moonlight
On Gentle Waves
The Beauty of Your Eyes
Mirrors in Them
I stand in a Corner
As I often do
Stealing a Glance at You
Here and there
Some day I am going to walk up to You
And tell You why I do things I do.
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