
The chimes of her silver anklets
The shimmer of her matching bracelet
Takes away every breath I take
And makes my face go scarlet
Whether it’s the sparkle in her eyes
Or the ebullience in her frequent smiles
I wish time would stop to let me
See her make those frivolous lies
Is it the way she sings
That makes my heart go for a fling
I wish I could hold her fingers forever
Making me jealous of her lucky ring
Is it the way her hands swing when she walks
Or is it the pleasure I derive when she talks
I can never guess what it is
That stuns me in love as still as a rock
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