you taste like honey in my mouth,
is that ok?
when you laugh, it sounds like the rustling of leaves.
ticking clocks and waiting rocks, a single dripping drop of water.
this always reminds me of a moon that is 98 percent full.
i'm too shy to tell you in person,
but you're really, very special to me;
you burn holes on my skin like no one else can.
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