Heather Andrews
And one, turn and smile
bright, brighter, brightest.
Wink and smack your lips.
Two and three kisses are all it takes
to be adored.
The connection is superficial;
loving everyone and no one.
Mmm-mmm-mmm,
flick and point, it’s gone;
curl your fingers and exhale;
you’re no longer in love.
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