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Flirtatious poem I wrote not so long ago. |
| Every time we speak If only once a week I want to hold your silly smile This makes it worth my while The lace that you wear Makes me stand and stare Your jokes silly and dry Cheer me up, make me shy All the pictures that you send A broken heart they could mend Your beauty you cant deny Makes a man, me go round the bend But no more jokes, I’m on the ropes With the warmth and kindness that you perspire With one kiss, of your soft lips Our closeness you will desire |