a wooden frog on my desk is turning its back from me.
It's obvious that she's glancing at me though, trying to see if I have noticed her movement.
yes, I know that you are moving, little frog.
It is hard for me to ignore any subtle changes that you make because I care about you.
The position of your legs and shape of your body matter to me because I am in love with you.
It is amazing to follow the thread of my imagination when my heart is lub-dubbing.
I daydream that someday you will actually turn around and jump to my shoulders !
I know you are wooden, but I do believe in your flexibility.
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