ᴀ ɴ ɪ ᴍ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ɴ s ᴛ ɪ ɴ ᴄ ᴛ

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In the town of London I believe,
There once lived,
A woman I assume,
Her individuality, could only be described as liquid.

As she danced through my lengthy dreams,
Scratches and ban aids on her knees,
She gave me flutters,
and weakness, I'd feel from these.

As she embraced my palm,
Lust I'd feel from she,
As she made me calm,
When we cuddled behind trees.

Her tangerine hair,
And sky blue eyes,
Thoughts to share,
Within her pooling, mind paradise.

She stroked her hair,
And i beckoned at my name,
The days we shared,
Oh, how I hoped they'd remain the same.

Splattered across her face and nose,
Were freckled dimples,
Rosy cheeks too, I suppose.

Arrg, wh am I kidding?

Let's cut to the chase-
I can't stand being away from your pretty face.

Azure Wellington,
I love you.

A little bit more than I should.

Its scary to me
I hope its just instincts...
Or, what do you insist?

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Dear Romeo, I truly insist,
That it is love, we must not throw fits.

I may not be the one,
But I can assure you,
My hate for your absence is a strong one.

I don't know how to rhyme,
Nor can I explain this,
But the kindness that emited from your smile-

Had surely kept me a while.

My feelings for you are not just any animal's instinct.

And the fact that you're gone now doesn't change any of this.

-Zephyr.

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