Look you, Babe at me.
I see there only you.
In early, warm sea
and very much blue.
You to adorn the beach,
On torrid sun day.
You are like a juicy peach,
Babe will be my anyway.
Look, I'll just touch,
Fervour of love will burn us.
You will know with me much,
But you are with another.Babe.
Alas!
Babe
© Copyright: Михаил Амбражевич, 2023
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