tHen wHen
She CamE
RoUnD ThE
CoRnEr
wHere She
saW aLL
thAt i
CouLn't sEe
tH@ ThiS
DeSseRt Was
bLOomIng
WiTh fLoWeRs
As BriGht
As jelLy
FiSh iN
thE SeA
She kiSsEd
me OnCe
WitH
aFfecTiOn
KiSseD me
tWiCe
LikE She
cOuLd
PuLLed me
bAcK
In ThE
MomEnT's
WherE the
Everything is,
looking
so good.
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