you sent me a smile and you serenaded me
with your warmth and your beauty
you came from nowhere you came to me
your subtle tones
so sweetly so sweetly
you came from nowhere you appeared before me
you sent me your smile and you serenaded me
as i sit and gaze just gaze at your beauty
your warmth your smile you brought too me
you opened my eyes I see clearly
I hold you close I feel you next too me
your not a apparition your not a dream
you are for real you are for me
I sit and smile and gaze at your beauty
as you serenade me with your smile
with your beauty with all your beauty
your not a dream your next too me
I feel your warmth and all your beauty
you serenaded me you serenaded me
with you smile and your beauty
you serenaded me ,you serenaded me
with your smile with your beauty
I am the pompey poet 
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