nobody like me…

at a random time of the day, mechanically;

mechanically, you smile, thinking of me, —
thinking of me with you and without you;

the time, enthusiastically, it whistles at you
for you made a top choice, but you knew…

you knew from the start… (since we met),
there's nobody like me… [no–bod–y] 🫦

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