The Flamingo Love Pirouette

I love you like a marmalade moon  

spooned into my hat at half past June.  

You whisper sweet nothings to my socks,  

and teach my teacups how to waltz.


Your eyes are two licorice lagoons,  

where flamingos croon in velvet tunes.  

We dance through custard-coloured rain,  

and kiss beneath a croissant train.


Oh darling, if love be a jellyfish kite,  

then let us soar through the peppermint night.  

For nonsense is truth when hearts are askew

and I am entirely, absurdly, in love with you.



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