The Promise
Do I have to say a thousand words?
To say how I feel inside.
Do I have to wrap exotic shrouds?
To seduce him with fabric of lie.
To say how I feel inside.
Do I have to wrap exotic shrouds?
To seduce him with fabric of lie.
Do I have to adorn my lock?
For him to say my queen’s crown is best
Do I have to be fair?
To make him write “The Fairie Queen”.
Or is it my heart that he posses
Or is it what my eyes express
To express my desires
A desire not of pleasures,
But, my promises till that last ride
To show him ‘The Love’âÂ?¦. deep inside.
