Ohh! ! ! my phone just rang; 
who is it, who could it be; 
as I pick up to answer, i hears
this beautiful, silky voice sing; 
your heart belongs to me; 
while it open the canal of my
bloodstreams; 
as the temperature were boiling
my thermonitor; 
it stretches out, and hardened my
steel beam; 
my mind had went into a deep
insomnia; 
I couldnt rest, sleep, or relax; 
I was so bitter I couldnt contact
no rays of sunshine; 
wishing I can romanticized the 
warmth of the sun bathing; 
like dizzy gilespie had played the
sax; 
with some light sparkling wine; 
along with all my love, devotion, 
and my heart harmonizing; 
my everlasting sunshine will be
waiting; 
as im blushing for my sunshine
crush.                
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