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THIS THING CALLED LOVEI can't quite get the hang of this The crazy little thing we call love You shower me in loving compliments And adore me from above For me this is a new adventure A flight in outer space No way can I stand on my head or heels My heart you tenderly embrace Flowers on my pillow and sweet messages Phone calls merely to say hello How I feel the very same my dear I hope that you will know For every kiss you give me Then I return by two This passion you have stirred in me Will always be there just for you Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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