a study toward sonnet #879 by FisherKingKQJ
True, I hide behind my reading glasses
And makeup, I don't know myself that well;
What I know is that my love amasses
Round sweetest you, as myriad thoughts dwell.
You use me as your shield, your doubts so quell,
When she moves roundabout adjacent space;
They smirk at you for past yielding pellmell,
No effort on her part, you giving chase.
You'd give up half your goods just for her face,
Not pretty pretty, more, lovely like mine,
There lives the quandary that scrolls my case,
Should I become her with my heart and spine?
I blow you fuzzy memes along palm kiss,
While she heats up your adolescent bliss.
(Chorus)
o $1,000,000 kiss
o $1,000,000 buss
o $1,000,000 pash
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