It's Called Love
The same brain, body and gender.
Having a light make-up,
We go out.
Wearing pink dresses and high-heels.
As usual...
Being smart and thoughtful.
We joke and laugh.
Looking into each other's eyes
Her hands grabbing mine.
Warming each other's hearts.
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