Poem 1

Just once, I wish I could kiss you for an hour in the middle of a quiet park; Taste your beautiful lips.

Just once, I wish I could hold you in my arms and draw animals on your back; Paint you with my fingers.

Just once, I wish I could wake up with your head on my shoulder; Wrapped in the morning mist.

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