To Ms Bougainvillea on his chest,
When the anticipated reply came,
He leaned in for a kiss.
Holding her even closer,
He whispered in her ear:
"The right shade of pink you are"
And she shed a tiny tear.
The droplet slowly traveled down,
Making it's way to his neck,
Their love was now solidified,
He received another peck.
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