I've painted chevrons on the road leading to me
I've written poems in the clouds hoping you'd see
I've worn your favourite colour as a sign
I've been daydreaming, hoping you'd be mine
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enjoyed this, time will show you that men are not that clever at reading signs, better just go grab him by the scruff of the neck and shake him, smiffy
Fun poem to read with an irresistible romantic slant. Thanks