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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
Gradually
My heart leaps

Butterflies
Thoughts are flying
Shoulders touch
Electrifying

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

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




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