Aren’t We In Love?

by gurdeepmattu

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This is the feeling, (we think)
Such as
Feelings go, a feeling deeper
Than you’re used to, so
Come into the room, and
Sit with me. It’s a simple
Feeling, it is blue and red
And pink and scarlet.
Love, the tablet, passing my lips is
Wine and smashed peanuts
And beery, slippy kisses.
Your hair twisted in curls.
Your heart twisted in whorls.
Come inside:
It’s warmer here.

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