and i'll love you until we're both silly.
silly little colts playing in the summertime.
how i crave something.
I'll bat my eyelashes,
and ask very nicely.
If you'll just attend, sit, and watch.
There is no need to be defensive,
just let it come natural,
no forced emotions,
no frilly words.
let us sit in the afternoon sun,
the earth's nose tickled gently by rays.
i'll throw a butterfly kiss,
then proceed to talk about the universe.
don't fret
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