"I..."
That's all
That left me.
One simple short word
That left my kissed lips.
One
Single, idiotic
Move that can
Only mean one thing.
You sir, are undoubtedly trouble.
Trouble, with a capital T, Sir.
My forgotten valentine rabbit,
Who waited for
The right
Moment.
I'm inebriated; absolutely positively drunk
As I should be.
Confused, as well.
As are
You.
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