yours

yours

it makes me laugh

when you start an argument

especially if you say

the complete opposite of what

you really mean

and it makes me cry

every time you start

to frown and

don’t say a word

then you start to smile

a little, cry a little,

die a little

it makes me want to

just scream every time

we do that silly pirouette

on top of each other’s heads

it makes me want to

fly every time

we sing and you do

that silly little solo

off-key

then you start to smile

a little, cry a little,

die a little

and it just makes

me happy now

that i have

you

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