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She is the One
She is the one that he would marry.
I saw his pages filled beyond the dreary,
beyond the words. He drew her face
just staring at an empty canvas space.
Oh, his muse flew far beyond the ordinary.
A sailor hovering horizons on washed blue glary,
but not alone, with him he had that bogus fairy.
I have lost my self in jealous race,
she is the one.
I was a deadly storm; a lightning tarry;
a wave so high, his ship can't parry.
I never knew she was his hearth's embrace;
for long ago she held her stage, her place.
One pillow- two deep sea dreams carry,
she is the one.
