Love If Only
>Was in the park, it was dark.
Her voice was soft and mellow.
She was the women of my dreams.
She sat upon the park bench seat you see.
The fact is, she sat next to me.
I thought she was the one from me.
It was dark. We could not see.
Between us both was the electricity.
Sadly, that she could not see.
As I was about to plight my troth.
She upped and walked away from me.
Why is it, every blinking night.
She comes sits close, I know I'm right.
She never comes in the day you see.
Or she would see, I'm only a tree.<
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