I Do Not Have Breath Enough
I do not have breath enough
by you, you can smile to me,
But you will not say, I love,
with tender hands, it won't be.
I love you, but I can't say
And you will not answer yes
to Serge, you don't cross his way
for now, you are cruel lass.
We drive I wait, but for what,
Will love intrude? Can it be?
I'm counting trees, oh, my god,
And night is torment for me.
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