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Disturbed Nose

Spring
My nose never
Ever
Itches 
Or aches
It just sits on my face
Smelling the freshly 
grown flowers

But you
You made spring 
come early
You made my nose twitch
You made my eyes swell
I tried to blame it on
Allergies
But your apologies 
Got to me

Your eyes
Squint when you
Smile
Your beautiful serene
Eyes 
You tell me that I’m
What you crave
A sweet cuddle
In sweats

I think I love you
My nose doesn’t just 
Itch now
It scrunches up
A long with my amber eyes
I smile at the
Thought of you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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