Girl with Time
Morning love
I’ve got my
Eyes on you
Peripherally
One fourth of you
Is still smashing
A smidgen of a maybe light in your eye
Is a buttercup flower
A chocolate filled with valentine
An edge of a cliff
A trance
A slap in the face
A dance
A delicate chain
Attached to a star
To pull, neatly
As we unite
Dusk dreams
Still love
Midnight
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