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I am a Spontaneous Thinker.
Dare me!
In the beginning,
I was beguiled by your peculiarity.
Then, I caught your smile.
(The curves that elaborate your smirk).
In detail, the ways I want to show you love is unending.
Should I speak of the softness of your hair?
Or how seemingly brighter your eyes appear when squinted?
Do take kindly how best I am able and capable of loving you.
For you, I could lie my way through progression.
I could think spontaneously just to impress you.
Until something happens and I’m made to confess.
I hope that you’ll pardon me, given that I conceded to having lied.
If not, then I should steal impressions.
The unlikelihood of things are what I live for.
I’d love your optimism to rub off on me.
Wouldn’t it be neat to find that it was all for you…?
If my best ceases to suffice in all my attempts at impressing you.
And all I’m worth seems valueless –
