Inside

I smile when l think of you,

Awake or asleep.

When l think of you l smile.

You are the rose that leaned how to laugh.

I grasp your stem, am thorny.

I breathe you in and we are giggling.

You are fun to be around.

Love is happiness.

Around you l love loving.

Oh, my dearest little firefly!

I am in love; yes, with you!

How did you get here, inside my hesrt?

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