Morning sun on your hair,
I can't stop watching you;
I just cast a look upon you,
and everything becomes so fair:
your eyes, twinkling as you catch my stare;
your words sound like you realy care;
your moves make me so dare.
To you I want to be a guy you like.
For you I can be different, not alike.
I can destroy everything you dislike;
I want to be the one you like.
I want to be the one you like
© Copyright: Ильяс Велиляев, 2017
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