Noblesse obligue

My heart belongs to you,
My dear dear Ann,
My love is similar to flu
Which can influence all the men.

Your sweetness has a trace
Which pulls me into dream
I love your beauty, face,
All - means you in this realm.

So command, i'm yourth
And i'll follow. Lead you?
Without you I'm  simply lost.
Noblesse obligue.


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