Spinning Like Two Bright Rabbits
I have a small confession. Forgive this pouring of my heart.
I cherish The High Street, where we first met. The moment I clapped eyes on you, I knew you were going to be a sweaty honey. Recently, I have began to regard you as much more than just a sweaty honey.
My feelings for you intensified when I saw you kicking in the moonlight. I was further wowed by your tremendous singing skills.
You have eyes like sharp asparagus spears and the most yummy brain I've ever seen. When I look at you, I just want to frame those sharp asparagus spear eyes and tickle that yummy brain.
You're so special with your stunning ways. The way you handle your smooth self shows great sensitivity and patience.
I know that to you I'm just a lonely giant but I think we could be happy together, spinning like two bright rabbits.
Please, say you'll be mine
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