Sunday, June Third, Two Thousand Seven
Kelly Boal
Spellbound smile
Phone dial
My sweet agony, so long
Give way to magic's song
Flying,
Crying
Your name so loud-
Your smile so proud!
Arms wrapped tight,
A soulful sight.
Two lovers here
Holding so dear
Their faces are wet
Crying joy, no regret
Kissing,
Blissing,
How our love has grown
From the seed we've sown!
Phone dial...
Spellbound smile.
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