A random call out of the blue
To say hi and burrow in my head
Expecting a struggle and a fumble
He smiled and giggled as I fought
Charmer I thought, he does this always
And win fails to flower in my court
Never a bother or a weary fluster
Blossoms more and open my heart
And welcome the spirit kindred
To reside with in my heart
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