By Emric Salven B. Rejano
There was a time where I used to see you.
In the park where the lights are blue.
Where a woman walks charmingly as she bloom.
She’s a beauty, no doubt even without a clue.
This woman I see frequently, adorable and pure.
A woman who’s amazing and I’m sure.
Oh how I wish to take her to a tour,
To my heart who needs fixing and cure.
You are indeed an amazing woman.
Who deserves to be loved be a man
A man who hopes and plans,
Your life until death, and he can.
Oh beautiful lady, you are the reason,
Why I place my undying mission.
To love you until our next carnation.
As I give you my heart in a rosebelt season.
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