Bonny
May I take your hand
My pretty one
And walk with you
Towards the setting sun?
We'll disappear
Into its charm
And stroll together
Arm in arm
And if perchance
We were to kiss
All other senses
Would dismiss
Their presence
From my current view
My only focus
Would be on you
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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