Its a fact I can't deny
I miss you when you're not nearby.

Your face of love, you eyes sublime
Your smile beguiling and so refined
Your voice so low and full of charm
With accent so endearing, so ooh-la-la,
Your words of love just melt my heart
Its always been so from the very start.

Now as time's gone by I miss you more
Each  hour of the day that you're not nigh,
Its all your fault, you're rotten to the core
What magic wand waved conquered me
Without even a kiss bestowed on your lips,
Or a lover's warm steadfast strong embrace
One that brings color to your cheeks and face -
How long must this torture last before you
Can drop your guard, relinquish, acquiesce,
Ma cheri je vous aim tres beaucoup, always.

Herbert Holzbauer
© March 2007

Midi: "Sans Toi Ma Mie"
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