Could not resist it, couldn’t fight,
I know, she wouldn’t care.
I know, she wouldn’t care.
I want to hug her, hold her tight
And kiss her everywhere.
I couldn’t help it, couldn’t stand,
She knows, I wouldn’t dare.
Her hard to come by, rare brand
Requires special care.
Procrastination, as it were,
Is not the best recourse.
The chance that’s left is thin and blurred,
No mercy or remorse.
I guess, it doesn’t sound right
And know she wouldn’t bother
I want to hug her, hold her tight
Keep kissing her all over!
She knows, I wouldn’t dare.
Her hard to come by, rare brand
Requires special care.
Procrastination, as it were,
Is not the best recourse.
The chance that’s left is thin and blurred,
No mercy or remorse.
I guess, it doesn’t sound right
And know she wouldn’t bother
I want to hug her, hold her tight
Keep kissing her all over!
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Понравилось! Как раз это прекрасное чувство умиротворенности и гармонии от «обычного тихого счастья» и проскальзывает сквозь строки, т.е. удачный танец…
Правильно сказано. Браво!
Классно! Здорово сказано!
Мне очень понравилось это ваше стихотворение, очень глубокая мысль и чистое выражение души. Спасибо.