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‘Wish That You Were Mine’ by Maria Lebedev

Fingers soaked in margarita

You control your raged libido

And you always change your credo

Trying to guide yourself

 

But you never seemed defenceless

You believe in taking chances

That time when I stood against you

I fell under your spell

 

(Chorus)

After all this time

I hope you taste my wine

I wish that you were mine

But you won’t bother with a line

 

You feel useless and deflated

Inspiration’s overrated

Frenzied then, you’re now sedated

Wine’s become your trend

 

Perfect pause of private pleasures

Seems like a rewarding gesture

I’m resigning your affection

Truce is not so bland

 

(Chorus)

My heart beats double time

When I drink your wine

I wish that you were mine

But you won’t bother with a line

By Maria Lebedev

Maria Lebedev is an aspiring fashion designer who currently lives in Los Angeles. Her second passions are music and poetry. She has been writing songs and poems since she was a child.

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