A poem.
Age is a number, especially to me,
I see you as a person, relevant to me;
Talking and laughing is all just the same,
Intelligent humour, a sexual game;
Intensive and vibrant, tender and sweet,
I question my intention, swept from my feet;
Losing control, knowing no sense,
Calming my heart, once so tense;
Softness and smiling, eyes so blue,
I realise my feelings, I do like you;
Parting of company, connection of souls,
Loving the feeling, exception untold.
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