When you walk
Do your peach halves
Smooth together moistly?
You are a beautiful girl
But you don't walk too well
Always tripping over men
Time and time and time again
And when you stumbled over me
And when you came again
Again
Was it not the
Joy of peach
Returned to sun?
And I will hold you
In this heart
Until the stars
Tired of light
Fizzle out and scatter
Ash to time and space
Eternal
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