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I think you're pretty
Stay cute for me.
Oh pretty please?
Like your pretty face in the pretty breeze,
that brings you to your pretty knees.
Stay there don't move.
Don't change.
If I could I’d rearrange, that awkward smile upon your chin,
to one I've caused or begun.
Begin
to recreate the ideals that keep you so perfect and yet so real.
Disengaging lip from scent, to touch,
my love I can't simply be enough?
Adore or enthral,
and enthrallingly adore,
so simply adore.
Darling I implore
you take my fist of mended craze,
as I intend to get lost in you for days.
Oh pretty please?
Like your pretty face in the pretty breeze,
that brings you to your pretty knees.
Stay there don't move.
Don't change.
If I could I’d rearrange, that awkward smile upon your chin,
to one I've caused or begun.
Begin
to recreate the ideals that keep you so perfect and yet so real.
Disengaging lip from scent, to touch,
my love I can't simply be enough?
Adore or enthral,
and enthrallingly adore,
so simply adore.
Darling I implore
you take my fist of mended craze,
as I intend to get lost in you for days.
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