Fair Lady

Your eyes the subtle shade



Of a sweet amber stone





Fear I do not the beauty





Of your soft, alluring tone







I fancy the way that



Your auburn hair sways



To the rhythm of the wind



During a lovely summer day





Oh, fair lady you have



The finest lips in all the land



Would it be to grand a request



To become better acquainted with you





For weeks from afar,



My growing interest I've repressed



It's becoming unbearable to hold



However time ceases to rest





In your presence amour is bliss



Oh, how my heart yearns for a kiss





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