To P

Maybe it seems impossible to express,
But I will try to do my best:
He came to soul just like a guest,
And now I love him, I confess.

***
Your perfect mind and witty eyes,
Where something shy takes place sometimes,
Your friendly smile and little touch
Have made me love you very much!

Well, maybe I behave like child
(and I'm a girl who isn't wild),
But understanding of my heart
Is true (I don't want us to part).


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