Mystery of a Boy
With him around you never know,
in the Summer it might snow.
He's unpredictable like a lion,
a true mystery like the Mayan.
He's the Emperor of my heart,
I know I've loved him from the start.
Thanks to thee,
he's finally noticed me,
the boy who set me free.
Copyright © Ellen Peterson | Year Posted 2005
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