The way to her heart
is a mystery.
A maze, it is,
a labyrinth that leads
to culs-de-sac
on every path a man can take.
Then a smile,
a teardrop betrays her
and tells me that
I stumbled in.
Somehow,
I stumbled in.
An imaginary place in thin, dry air between the mountains and the dusty plains
The way to her heart
is a mystery.
A maze, it is,
a labyrinth that leads
to culs-de-sac
on every path a man can take.
Then a smile,
a teardrop betrays her
and tells me that
I stumbled in.
Somehow,
I stumbled in.
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Seems like you are sweet on some lady.
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