you are so perfect to
me as you pull the hair
from my cheeks, telling me
i'm beautiful. you're smile creeps
bigger as your shoulders rise to
a soft and innocent smirk.
you say my name with such a tone
that is a dose of whine with a splash of
want. it still makes my head quirk
whenever you say it, two syllables
right?
we sit there as the wind blows loudly-
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