She

She has a dream
To be with you.
It’s not a sin.
It makes confuse.
She feels the sky
And stars above.
She’s a little shy.
She wants your love.

She’s your privacy.
She’s your tendency.
She’s your sensity.
She’s your dignity.

She’s up to tears
In your light mind.
She’s all your fears.
She wants to find
Your private place
And your dark side.
She knows your face
It’s useless to hide.

She’s your privacy.
She’s your tendency.
She’s your sensity.
She’s your dignity.


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