Posted by Saphine on Nov 9, '09 8:02 AM for everyone Oh! little heart-throb of mine,
Why do you skip a beat?
When I think of our love divine,
Why do you terrified, retreat?
Oh! little devil and thy ways
That makes me mad or almost,
Pick me back out of the strays
By kissing me as a loving toast.
Oh! let there be no sorrow more
In my heart, caused by you,
Rare sad moments, oh! that's sure,
For our love out of bramble grew.
So think of me more kindly,
In your high sensitive heart,
For don't i kiss you tenderly?
Sure! I always have from the start.
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