Your eyes are green
With a hint of hazel--
Or was it amber?
Clearly, I can't remember.
But still, I am drawn to you
Our hands held together--
Sweaty and sticky like glue.
But you and I don't mind.
You even said so, with a smile.
So genuine and pure.
You told me of a song,
Clueless as I was,
It was definitely long.
But that I was not able to see...
The song you
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