Career

If loving you was a career

I would specialize in it

I would learn to be the best in the profession

I would know its thrills and perils

All the highs and lows

If loving you was a career

Then you would be the college

Your backbone would be the curriculum

Tread carefully or fall head first into oblivion

If loving you was a career

Your lips would be the white board

And my tongue the marker pen

I would write for eternity,

Signing,

Stamping,

Inscribing my love deeper than tattoo

Thousand students would want to write on them,

Some would, but their pens won’t write deep

They’d be erased.

When exams come,

My answers would remain

Deeply inscribed in your lips

And I would pass: the only one good enough for you

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                  1. Maռʏ օʄ ʊs ɦaʋɛ. Sօċɨɛtʏ ɦas ʟɛaɖ ʊs tօ ɮɛʟɨɛʋɛ ɮɛaʊtʏ ɨs քɦʏsɨċaʟ aքքɛaʀaռċɛ. It ɨs ʍʊċɦ ɖɛɛքɛʀ tɦaռ tɦat. Wɛ ɦaʋɛ tօ ʄɛɛɖ օʊʀ sօʊʟ, aռɖ sքɨʀɨt tɦɛ ʀɨċɦռɛss օʄ ʟɨʄɛ’s աօռɖɛʀʄʊʟ ɢɨʄts.

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