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Mischief

You’d just woken up from sleep,

Your hair sticking out in all directions,

Your lips dry;

Until you notice me,

Staring at them,

And a smile creeps up your face,

And you start laughing huskily.

Your arms reaches out to tickle me,

And I swat it before you’re successful,

You, open your light hued eyes,

To show absolute mischief,

Hiding behind the innocence they hold,

Then, quicker than a moment,

You pin me down,

Arresting me with one hand,

Winning over me with the other.

 
 
 

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