Always running through my mind
No wonder you're always tired
It never seems to get old
Your hearty laugh
Displaying the most perfect row
Of glistening white teeth
Or your sincere smile
When I read my poems out loud
With my frog voice
But still you pretend
It's the most beautiful voice
On planet earth.
I see you in every reflection I will become your flute And only your lips can blow me You're my only destination Your heart and mine interfuse I know right, lovey dovey Smile, epitome of perfection Any rumors of distrust, refute Possessive, I belong to thee
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