Cottony balls of fluff now fill my brain

There’s a rainbow after every shower of rain

I hear a string quartet through a blare of horns

All I see is a rose amidst a bush of thorns

A burst of flavor in every burger bite

In a tunnel of darkness, a pin of light

A warm cup of coffee, the cooing of a dove

Oh my, not again, I think that I’m in love!

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