Yellow
In the comfort of my lazy sweet destiny,
I pass my days, waiting for you patiently.
Your kindness, at times, seems appealing,
Makes me wonder if it's genuine, or just a fleeting feeling.
Never before have I encountered such allure,
Your charm holds my attention, uncertain of its course.
For you are a free bird, as am I,
Can we collide and linger forever, or fade away like another flame.
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