Pierre Édouard Frère French Painter - Under My Umbrella
Reluctantly She shelters me I don't wish to intrude Her fragrance I must steal away Bright lavender and oud The pitter-patter Of the rain Disguising how my heart.. It flutters when she is so close But also when we part The journey short My words are slow She tolerates my gaze Or the clumsy gated shuffle As I heap on her much praise My palms so cold and clammy But what am I to do? A simple soul's desire Walks in my shoes Next to you
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