9 June 2009
I can’t speak out its spelling,
I can’t explain this very feeling,
can’t even tell what I am having.
Oh my! Beautiful but no meaning.
You’re there but can’t talk to you,
you’re there but don’t know what to do,
can’t even get an inch though I want to.
Oh my! I don’t want you to go.
Just a smell I get from your hair,
Just a view of your face out there,
and a message for you to know I care.
Oh my! I always wish you’re here.
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