To the sound
Of your name,
I blush…
And my heart
Just can’t help
But rush…
Even if it’s on their lips,
And I just don’t
Seem to stand a chance,
I frolic around you
Sillily hoping for
A lucky glance…
Just long enough
To cast my spell before
You doublethink,
Forget them all
You deserve the best, and
I’m so pretty in pink!

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Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a pink summer flower on a bright green foliage background.