I am a busker at your door,
playing all day long,
Don't mind waiting, I am strong,
but kiss me soon, or I'll hit the floor.
I am a gondolier in your eyes,
singing about the unknown,
and I pry from here, rolling,
waiting for you to join me on the road.
I am just a boy in your arms,
cherishing all the fun,
infecting you with my laugh,
offering myself right here, right now, under this sun.
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