Your timing has been imperfect
Your intellect is annoying but its refreshing like an oasis.
Stop hiding behind your mis match timing, wit and intellect
Who are you and where might you be
Please tell me that somewhere there is a man keeping himself for me
Dare to move and dare to be
If my heart were a garden would you tend to my tree?
How I long to meet you my mysterious genius
Where ur personality would be a passionate and vigorous
Come out and tend to my garden
Slowly gently but with little pardon
Come
Do not delay
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