There will always be a moon coming on
In a day, or weak from now.
Deeper sophistication is unneeded.
Now always seems the time for weakness,
Never before and never ever after.
Now was when she said hi,
Nice big hi and lusty,
Flirting with eyes
Shadowed, shinny lipped words masked.
Not wanting anything while wanting everything
He stutters the simple,
I love you is simple,
He hates the word HATE,
He hates that word with a passion.
In order, there is no negativity.
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