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I'll learn to play the mandolin
I'll strum bluegrass guitar
I'll dress in picked-out-for-me clothes
I'll drink from pure glass jars
I'll decorate in boho
I'll read your favorite books
I'll build a shelf for snow globes
I'll give you all my looks
I'll grind your coffee every day
I'll set the stage just right
I'll pen you brand new poems and
I'll kiss you every night
And every morning, all day long
Ere sunrise, aft sunset
I'll kiss you 'til you tell me stop
And maybe I could get
Your wink, your smile, your catching eye
You could always kiss me too
I'll take your kisses 'til you stop
But hope you never do
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2024
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