Once there was this boy and yet not knew his name,
I fell in love with him but was not to blame,
I went to his house to meet him the first time,
I knew when I laid eyes on him soon he would be mine,
He asked if it was snowing or if it would rain,
After I laid eyes on him I knew my love would remaim,
Cut as a button beauty only skin deep,
The pounding of my heart didn't miss a beat,
His beauty took my heart and put it on a rack,
Now that he has my heart I'll never get it back,
No one can have your heart and hold it as tight as me,
For in my life and my hand your heart will always be...
@ Sherrita Angel Longstreath 1996
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