I Burnt My Toast
What dizzy dance, Her lips bring forth.
What madness
Those two eyes unfold,
I am inebriated!
So I am told.
Her heart smiled beauty,
Brave and bold,
Our eyes locked once,
And I was sold.
The waves come rushing over me,
The memories like the flash-storms flood,
She is the one I call my blood.
Her warm embrace I love the most,
She knows I love her, how I boast.
While writing this I burnt my toast.
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