i keep turning

around in circles

of ovals and spheres.

i understand

the implications

but not the means.

(i lack the know how).

i could be a serpent

and tease you with apples

and lust.

but i am no snake,

nor am i a viper.

i rest easy on your shoulder 

as a small sparrow,

twittering and letting you know

i love you

with rounded words and perfect kisses.

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