Unrecyled Love
She met him at a friend's party
Knowing she was with him her lover
Aggressively, she flirts with him
The smile in her face is inconsistent
She is either with her lover or with him
Her lover grabs her away from the distraction
With her face turning reddish pink
She throws a rose at him
He catches the rose and kisses it
blowing toward her face,
Like a butterfly perching on her nose
She blew the kiss back
She blushed again, that night
She is going to tell him,
Let's call it quits.
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