The man who has my heart
lives so far away
I can hear it beating, echoing faintly
From the direction of Africa
or is it Spain?
He sweet, and handsome
and dark as chocolate.
He is worth the work
so I keep trying to come closer to him
So our hearts can be in the same state
and state of being.
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