So quiet and so stabilized
By life of luxury and lies,
You're used to fame and to success,
And all these girls who will say yes.
Your mind is turbulent and free,
Why wouldn't you just notice me
And have a look into my soul,
With passion waves that tend to grow?
Your look is pure as high like sky,
Your smile is fragile and so sweet,
When will we finally get time
And set aside our work to meet?
The way you're conquering my mind,
I'll conquer yours, but there is more
To our souls, so young and blind -
They can feel better than before.
Conquer you
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2022
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