
i don't want to watch my heart grow old
i don't want to sit on the dark side of the moon
i don't want to walk through broken glass,
anymore.
no.
you walked into my heart, velvet-footed
i was tongue-tied and you, too bright but eclipsed
playing hide and seek with a moon and some stars.
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It's a little hard to tell...
...but this looks like it might call for an Aaawwwwww.......
Should I assume...
...that your culinary "enticements" may have helped you discover a very promising boy-type earthling?
Fingers crossed... :)