And I sigh with a glee of height
In stupor stages
As my mind takes flight in peaks of red
Your peachy laughter and pink sighs
A great prozac
A great someone to fall in love with
And it comes with no tricky tick
No more effort whatsoever
Than just a simple flick
I have my drumming of fingers
A secret song
My coveted thoughts, a-thumping
A Valentine thus spawns whole
Lovely before me
As my mind takes off in peaks of red
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