Albert Wong - A Beautiful Lady.

She appeared like a blaze.
Moved from the West to East.
I could only stand far survey.
My heart felt her cool face.

I thought in love was too late.
Closer heard her voice ringing;
her face as white as pale jade;
her hands were gently soft.

She touched me make my heart jumping;
her lips moved gently with pink shines.
Why I could not control my heart calm?
Her charming figure caused me shy.

Nearly could not speak wise words.
My mind was so distraught when stood closer.

Albert Wong

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