Bright red jacket. Jet black hat from which hangs a long brown curl
The very sight of this man always sends my hati, tengah-tengah in a whirl
Pale ivory skin with a faint merah jambu blush
Makes me burn with a fever as I feel my hati, tengah-tengah rush
Long black lashes surround beautiful big brown eyes
I hold my breath as my hati, tengah-tengah sighs
Luscious rosy lips in the shape of cupid
Not to Ciuman them would be just plain stupid
Perfectly framed slim cute nose
I catch my breath as my eyes close
Glancing my way after what seems awhile
His angelic face breaks into a smile
My pulse is racing as he draws near
So grateful my thoughts he cannot hear
Holding...
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