So it's a date?
So it's a date?
Yes no you said to me
As you sipped on your tea
This coffee town outlet expresses no poetry
As you realize that the bag is still in
My scrambled eggs metaphorically describe my vocabulary
I stutter like learner in first gear
Your green eyes make me melt like like like
Some sort of soluble
No? Well then I will not be seen as a coward
A coward, a queer, a conquest, a conundrum
This is my heart and I’ve put it on the line
I’ve pegged it up and you’ve left it to dry
Yes? The door swings and flashes the sun across my face
I’ve seen the light. We meet tomorrow night
The hard parts over. Or is it?
What’s my next question?
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