Whispers of Crest: A Toothpaste Tube Tango

In the quiet of our morning dance,

Where sun-kissed dawn meets whispered chance,

A tube of paste, a gentle squeeze,

Reveals the secrets, our love's decrees.

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Oh, the toothpaste tube, a playful waltz,

Where laughter lingers, in every pulse,

From crest to base, we learn to share,

Moments cherished, beyond compare.

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You squeeze from middle, I from end,

Yet in this tango, we blend, transcend,

For in each twist, a tender grace,

That mirrors the smile upon your face.

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With each embrace, a spark ignites,

A love that soothes, like starry nights,

For in our hands, this mundane cue,

We find a rhythm, just me and you.

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So dance with me, my darling dear,

Where toothpaste swirls, and love draws near,

In this simple act, forever entwined,

A love unfurls, gentle and kind.

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In the toothpaste tube's tango, we find,

A love story, sweet and undefined,

Where every squeeze, every playful jest,

Binds us closer, forever blessed.