She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not

My heart beats out a constant song.
A rhythm that resembles home,
with an ever changing tune.
Just give me a taste,
a whisper.
A glance of deep shimmering blue.
A cool breeze that warms the knees and
makes me feel something new.
Give me rosy lips, fire flies,
a place to lay my heart.
Tall grass, twilight stars,
a dandelion pulled apart..

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