The Lady Overseas
Bonjour mon cher, how did you sleep?
I hope that your ears didn't ring
For all night long
I spoke your name in song
From sunset until dayspring
Your sweet sounding name, my heart rendered aflame
With thoughts of you filling my head
And those eyes, and that smile
Inimitable style
Rendered breathless, my thoughts left unsaid
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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