books and flowers
sketches with a sweet fragrance
I write a song for those lovers
that blush, red tinted colors
they can't make up their mind
just let them dance
get to know what it feels like
having dizzy eyes
blurry background but only two smiles
laughing secretely.. they got tangled
and oh god.. god can't throw any dice
for them; a formula, answer or angle
chests are warm, a hug would be nice
but they won't
they keep on dancing, and that's fine
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