Her smile shine my road of life
From far away she guided me
To her bed and stay tonight
Layla is cooking my food today
Her smile lifted my uppertide(okay I dont know how to spell this word)
Her gentle hand carry food
Then here open my mouth
Layla sing for me tonight
Her sense seem to be on me
She smile and kiss me
It's time for me to go
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Oh, wait a second. This poem reminds me of a Persian poem about a guy who falls in love with a girl. She doesn't know about his love and ends up marrying the wrong guy. Very sweet poem. The girl's name in the poem is also called Layla.
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