Poetic Love
He found her in a stray in a
night poem... she noticed him in a
Flaming Tirade...
- I admire your tricks... !
- I like your tirades... !
- Actually I call them deductions...!
So they took off exchanging poems...
From that day on, they were enchanted and
loved madly...
Each one on their own page...!
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