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Pink Cheeks

Curled up toes
Sweaty palms
Biting lips
Humming songs

Walk on by
Take a glance
Sneak a smile
Oh, romance

On his cheeks
Redness creeps
My heart leaps

Thoughts are flying
Shoulders touch

Oh my gosh
There you are
Way to close
Yet so afar

You are you
And I am me
What would we be?

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