Love Is a Gamble
Love is a gamble,
And this I’m surely losing.
I lost the ability to make a wise choosing.
Not that I ever made a good choice,
I hear my heart cry out in a loud voice:
‘LOVE ME, CHOOSE ME, AND STAY WITH ME!’
Don’t get me wrong, I‘ve met some guys,
But I want one that’s attractive to my eyes,
The eyes of my spirit, of my soul,
A young Godly man who is sound and whole.
I’ve dreamed and waited, but nothing happened,
Fantasized, envisioned, and it never happened.
Love is a gamble, and I know I am losing,
I wait for the perfect guy,
But who am I fooling?
I am surely losing the game.
Solitaire my fortune,
Fortune my fame.
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