A bunch of little cuties sporadically written. I love love.
I love you the way I rise in the morning
Thoughtlessly and every day
The probability of love
Is exactly two
One me added
To one you
If you would come
And ring my doorbell
And quite unexpectedly
Kiss me,
That would be good.
Love poems
I love them
I love love
I love you
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