Good Morning, Beautiful.
The phrase is rather foreign.
I think I like your pronouns,
so keep them pouring.
You make me feel certain
the feeling's worth exploring.
I'm not one to jump, so push me off the edge.
Feeling. . .
Thump, thump, thump.
Blood Rush in my head.
To begin anew. . .
Is knowing you.
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