Her soul shines like the glistening sun
Leaves me dumb and sinks my heart,
As if it were a ton
Connecrt the purpose, meaning for the soul
And seal every word you need to say with you enchanted tongue
In another state of mind we are one
The wind it kisses my mind
As her hair, it gently blows
Gives me secrets to everything we strive to know
Call it destiny, God, whatever
I am my own
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