Deeply
in love, we hug and kiss,
Our
bodies cleave together is a state of bliss.
Time
stands still, or rather,
While
blind with passion, we don’t bother.
Hair
in the basin, dishes in the sink,
Dust
covers the shelves, all out clothes stink;
Curdling
milk, stale rice,
Kisses
will not help catch any mice.
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