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Ord the Way I Go
Feeling a magnetic pull, in your direction I aim toward
Fearing rejection, I hope this isn't too forward
Beauty is power, a smile its sword
A grin so gleaming, making me say oh good lord
A simple glance from you, makes the blood in my head feel like it has roared
Add a laugh so musical, in my chest it strikes a chord
A simple laugh creating a symphony within my heart, I could swear I just soared
So at one with the rights of the cosmos, I just want to hit record
With a face whose expressions are so magically entrancing, how could I be bored
In competition for your heart, I am only one from the horde
To win your affections, my intentions could make me a warlord
To be graced with simply your attention, is in itself a gracious award
The shining of your soul, constantly has me floored
And when not pressed down by the gravity of your soul, I'm elated and quite literally thrown overboard
All this serotonin derived from you in simplicity, all of it I wish to hoard
Keep it for a dreary day, packed within my goard
I can feel myself free falling for you, my emotions no longer bottled and out they've poured
Terminal velocity eventually ends, heartbreak away I wish to ward
Fearing rejection, I hope this isn't too forward
Beauty is power, a smile its sword
A grin so gleaming, making me say oh good lord
A simple glance from you, makes the blood in my head feel like it has roared
Add a laugh so musical, in my chest it strikes a chord
A simple laugh creating a symphony within my heart, I could swear I just soared
So at one with the rights of the cosmos, I just want to hit record
With a face whose expressions are so magically entrancing, how could I be bored
In competition for your heart, I am only one from the horde
To win your affections, my intentions could make me a warlord
To be graced with simply your attention, is in itself a gracious award
The shining of your soul, constantly has me floored
And when not pressed down by the gravity of your soul, I'm elated and quite literally thrown overboard
All this serotonin derived from you in simplicity, all of it I wish to hoard
Keep it for a dreary day, packed within my goard
I can feel myself free falling for you, my emotions no longer bottled and out they've poured
Terminal velocity eventually ends, heartbreak away I wish to ward
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