I call this one simply what it is: multi-haiku (5/7/5) pseudo-morphing into rhyming love sonnet.
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First Loves
Though not a virgin
She is I say virginal
In ways that matter
Worldy not at all
But sure of how love’s world works
If only theory
How many she’s loved?
Loved her second loved her third
More I cannot say
How many loved her?
All who love have loved that girl
First loves to this day
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Beautiful! đź’—
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