| Written: MAY 13, 2002 |
Whenever you are around,
A smile on my face can be found.
I fear if my mouth opened down,
I’d seem naught but a clown.
So I’ll sit silently, to your visage I am totally bound...
My adulation at your sight to me still astounds,
Glances at your delicate strength from me abound.
I wish but for to kiss your face upon it’s crown;
Shyly I love you from afar, bearing this flipped Frown.
