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My sweet

Stay a moment later
So that we can have more time
To sit around and talk and rhyme
Let me list all your traits
Which weaken my will to wait
Starting with those amber pools
That when turned to me, make me drool
Your voice comes next, so loud and strong
I wish I could here it all day long
Then your personality
Exuberant, witty, and strange as can be
I hope this little poem can capture
The abundant rapture
I have for you



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