here in my room
sunlight through my door
i'm sprawled on my bed
i have juices
i have sweets
i have health
i have you as well
there's no reason to go looking elsewhere
just rot in my bed thinking of you
........and i can equate that with bliss!
i'll use all of my literature to woo you
i'll dedicate all of my poems to you and make you smile
i'll even come across as whimsical,it might captivate you
this and everything else for you.
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