I feel my heart’s cracked.
How..over spilled milk?
Do you want to feel me?
It does my heart good,yet
You are driving me crazy
with your endless words.

Every blog has its sway..
In point of fact
everything’s coming up roses.
Wasted hearts
never a true love know.
Shall I
fall head over heels or
fall through the cracks
in the pavement.

I love you,please
fan the flames of our fire.
To know you is to love me.
How can I end it otherwise?
My desire is to be here now.
And to paint you all over
With olive oil unless you pref er
To be buttered
Just say the word!
My buttery love shall grow
Oh,Marvell!.
Oh,Donne!
Live with me forever
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