Acquaintance

Sat, 02/24/2018 - 21:01 -- puffin

You know not what you say,
Nor how it brightens my day.
You speak to me in mere jest,
But my time you fill with zest.


Don't misunderstand me;
I'm not in love.
I just enjoy friendly company
And the results thereof.

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