terahertz eyes
wobble flies, high as a kite
heart flutter - beat touch
jaw bounce and tongue writhe
she has the lips that lie, they say "never"
but you can hear her heart beat "maybe"
the smile, the smile
the smile that lies
the legs that quiver at her very sight
she says I have the face of a jazz saxophonist
and she loves me.
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