Not-So-Poison Ivy
I’m itching everywhere
But I really don’t care
Grown tangled in poison ivy lies
You kissed my cheek
It was gentle
But it poisoned me
The news is I love you
In all your imperfections
Looks can be deceiving
A clear case of misdirection
I think of you highly
My not-so-poison Ivy.
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