Infatuation

My heart cries out to see her
It’s up to her to choose
If she becomes my one true love
There’s no way I can lose

It hasn’t been a long time
But still I miss her so
Whenever she is close to me
No troubles do I know

I like the way she moves
I’d love to see her dance
I want to hold her in my arms
And start my own romance

I wonder how to tell her
My heart bleeds for the night
When I can hold her in my arms
To hug and squeeze her tight

I think that I should call her
And make her mine to keep
Then maybe I can clear my mind
And get a little sleep

Better yet I’ll wait
Then tell her face to face
If you will be my queen of hearts
I’d love to be your ace.

                                      Thal Dixon
                                              1989
                                              
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