because I think you are one
and every time you walk
my lips move and every time
you smile you make nimbus
waves which purr after every
exit and whisper into my ear
after every entrance which
should show you by now that
I mean playfulness
but until I make obvious the
line I crossed on April the
twenty-fourth I guess for
now we'll just stand around
in a daze until one of us
motions for a hug,
and it was absolutely the best thing, ever.
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