GLEAMING, TWINKLING
EYES LIKE SINKING SHIPS ON WATERS
SO INVITING, I ALMOST JUMP IN
𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣
𝙞𝙣 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝
AND THE COASTAL TOWN WE WANDERED 'ROUND
HAD NEVER SEEN A LOVE AS PURE
AS IT
𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚
𝙛𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 '𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝
AND THEN IT FADES INTO THE GRAY
OF MY DAY-OLD TEA
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