A few questions for you...how...why...
What the pools mean in your face
How I want to dive in but have no problem resisting
Why so many words come to mind
So when you come around
It's so special. Like an angel dropping by
To say hello and drink some tea.
Why you have those eyes
Because they're so alive
It's disturbing that they aren't meant for me.
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