Curly

Curly babe
I love your curl.

You’ve been a
fickle twirl, and

I want to place
my fingers in
your curly locks, because

you swirl into me
like rapidly you
know my stream
of thought
of desire
of love
of me.

Oh kiss
all of me

Because
I will help you
to be grand in us

And I want you
to love me, like

I am curly noodles
on a doodle day, because

we are curly.

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