So there we were.
Playing kids games.
Bored with board.
And you called out your card,
"YELLOW!!!!"
Not to say the yellow
Was unimportant.
But much more to say
Your bellowing blustering boom,
Follows after my own heart.
I could say it.
You're a woman after my
Own heart. Platonically, of course.
Or do I really mean that...
Am I this willing?
Do this all again.
One more time.
Sell my soul again,
Again,
For one more rhyme.
Scary thought,
But of all the people
I saw again today.
You were the most
Pleasantly surprising.















Comments
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"There's always some reason to feel not good enough."
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"I saw an insect learn to fly... now show me, now show me, now show me how to shine."
I'm likeing the yellowness of the poetry, da?
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It takes 26 muscles to smile and fake happiness, but only 4 to whack them in the face. ~Bill the Cat
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"There's always some reason to feel not good enough."
"Beaueaueaueautiful sououououououp!
Beaaaaautiful soooooup!"
That's the song.
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It takes 26 muscles to smile and fake happiness, but only 4 to whack them in the face. ~Bill the Cat
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It takes 26 muscles to smile and fake happiness, but only 4 to whack them in the face. ~Bill the Cat
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"There's always some reason to feel not good enough."
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