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forgive me

i am the little boy

that dances around

your daughter

in parking lots



i am fond of her

purity which i mistake

for innocence and her

stories about pink

zingers

although my expectations

are much more lewd



i am the one



trying to make her happy

beyond just laughing

at my jokes



i am all that

and all the silliness

of infatuation

busting out in

sneaky little kisses

and  a smile

when i am next to her