The burn this summer
Of tender love
Like skillet on stove
Left on my finger
The fading ink
We nomore 'Blink'
And some memoirs
Captured and clicked
In things we flicked
'You. Are. Awesome.'
Said, drunken recorded calls
The reply, always, "Balls!"
Early escapes from work
Thurs and Fri
Fleeting kiss, hug you bye
0/10: my answers failed
But found victory step
In every 'yep - yep'
Damn! ..its over too soon
Left a lot to express
The Jungle Book, the Panda, the Lioness.
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