Ask me three questions
You look at the space behind me
And smile
When did you start being you?
Oh, but thats not a question
Its a sequence of words I will
Spill my heart out too
Why are we here, now?
To have a walk
In each others houses
And to be without, for once
Like strawberries, your cheeks feel
When I draw my hand across them
When will you kiss me?
Now and never, darling
Always and forever
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