Love
Everytime he looks at her eyes
He wants to make love to her
Everytime he glympses at her eyes
He feels like he is eating his favorite ice cream
Everytime he sees her he looks at her eyes
and dreams he just got wings and is flying
Everytime he is near her
He looks at her eyes
So exotic
So beautiful
So comely
So sweet
Sweet, sweet, like plum
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