;)A Poem by pogsdavlov
Let's find a portmanteau for winking.
It's just my eyes, except one's blinking. You must've viewed me from a benign angle, saw only my hemi-face, since you gave no quick chase, flinging fragrant words in a tangle. But of eyelid language I was thinking. The eye you didn't see was open and pointed toward the sun. And 'cause of that s**t, it took a week until you saw I saw you as the one.
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