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I have a secret:
I'm on to you.
The weight of your voice
reminds me of hummingbird wings
and I can't stand
the way you twirl your hair.
It's not a ribbon
or a shoelace
or an earring;
stop fidgeting
and look at me!
The purse of your lips
when you're angry
makes me think
of my grandmother's disapproval,
and I detest
the way you hold yourself
in public:
like you know something
the rest of us don't.
Like you know the destiny
you're being led to
and you're just waiting
for it to make the first move.
I'm on to you.
The weight of your voice
reminds me of hummingbird wings
and I can't stand
the way you twirl your hair.
It's not a ribbon
or a shoelace
or an earring;
stop fidgeting
and look at me!
The purse of your lips
when you're angry
makes me think
of my grandmother's disapproval,
and I detest
the way you hold yourself
in public:
like you know something
the rest of us don't.
Like you know the destiny
you're being led to
and you're just waiting
for it to make the first move.
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Hard to do a non-cliche love letter/poem. But you've always been good at inventing new cliches/ non-cliche phrases.