Winds could chill and the sun could burn
But I just froze at you oh dear !
If a breath of fresh mint had a face
I know I would see it every day in your face
The so many white spots trying to beguile the sunshine in your face
Alas! they tried in vain to bring down your grace
I'm poisoned with your beauty
Don't get me wrong I only meant it's a call for duty
A thief you are ..but please I beg thee give me back myself to me
As you sat at arms distance on the marbled wall
My heart was Summer, Autumn, Winter and Fall
Somewhere in between your confused looks and moody thoughts
I knew tonight was gonna be a sleepless night
Now that I know you've become
The Formula 1 driver racing inside my head!
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