Smitten with Him

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Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps

You won’t admit you love me
And so how am I ever to know?
You only tell me
Perhaps, perhaps , perhaps

A million times I ask you
And then I ask you over again
You only answer
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If you can’t make your mind up
We’ll never get started
And I don’t wanna wind up
Being parted, broken hearted.

So if you really love me, say yes
But if you don’t dear, confess
And please don’t tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If you can’t make your mind up
We’ll never get started
And I don’t wanna wind up
Being parted, broken hearted.

So if you really love me, say yes
But if you don’t dear, confess
And please don’t tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

Perhaps, perhaps, purrrrrr-haps…

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Did You Even Notice?

Lovers by Ivan Koulakov

Lovers
by Ivan Koulakov

My dream was that you would always be my “Papa Bear”

That you would take care of me

And I you

That I would be able make you proud

And you would be able to forgive me when I didn’t

I tried to help you slay demons from your past

I tried to help set your spirit free

I showed you everything I am

I gave you forgiveness

I wanted you to trust me

I needed you to trust me

…to be as vulnerable with me as I was with you

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