Here I am- tossing rocks at your window again
Wanting you to open up and let me in
or for you to come down; to climb down your trellis
and meet me at the bottom of your vined lattice
To come down off of your towering pedestal
and take a look at the one who came to call
At least take a glimpse at this desperate display
of the love-sick damsel that I portray
The least you can do is open up your curtain
so that we both may know for certain
who we are to each other; if anything at all-
Come down; or let me climb up your wall.
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