Monday, January 23, 2012


There's no other woman
That appeals to me
They walk by in skirts
With flowers in their hair
But that's neither here nor there
Gleam in eye, devilish smile
But I know they won't satisfy
I fail to yearn for them
As I do, only for you
Their glitter can't catch my eye
I don't notice, when they walk by
For you inhabit all of me

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