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 May 2018 Michael Kusi
Isla
Don't mind me, darling
if my lips brush yours
it's only because I can't see straight
when we dance like this

Pardon me, honey
if I'm being too forward
it's just the rhythm
of the song my heart sings

Excuse me, babe
if I laugh too emphatically
it's merely our merriment taking over

So if we fall in love tonight
blame it on the music
"you are my favorite song"
- lib, HelloPoetry

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