I thought it was your beauty. And maybe it was.
Nobody really understands, What Beauty does.
You must have a secret, you must have!
Maybe someday, I'll catch your secret in some way.
It can’t be your body alone, nor your lineaments,
I must have been conquered by some uniqueness...
More than love, a love spell, some enchantment.
Maybe someday I'll go within,
To unravel the secret Unseen...
As I man, I stand tall, But You Ma'am,
You're more than a person, You're a weapon
You're the weakness of my Soul, not to mention
How deeply You make me feel amazed
Through the wonders, of your mind.
Maybe someday I'll uncover Your great mystery
And someday you'll choose me as your lover.
Until then I'll remain and stand, trustfully
One loyal and very Secret, Admirer.