Shy Lover
Despite the flamboyance ,defects and class
I dream of cruising with you in the sky
This passion is like fresh wine in a glass.
Yet, I`ve no courage to take you sky high
My heart beats so fast when you are around
Though this present state is making me shy .
My love is real and true emotions abound
This joblessness makes me look inferior
Yet,each time I stay close my head spins round.
Height and physique make me look superior.
Contest:"Terza Rima about anything" sponsored by Alfred Vassalo
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