I can be like a pretty lady
With angel smile and diamond eyes.
But I can be a very shady,
When you make love to me so wise.
If you’re a bad, I can feel low,
My heart weeps then at loneliness,
My soul is as cold as first snow,
And my lips don’t need your hot kiss.
But I can fly to your strong arms,
If you say me some magic words.
I am a fairy with my charms:
I can give you my love in verse.
I Can
© Copyright: Юлия Дмитриевна Яворская, 2008
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