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October 2007

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kinda redid the last poem..

Her eyes strike me like lightning,
and I jolt back.
I'm not sure what to do,
so I look away and give a crooked smile.
She notices, and I know she smiles back to herself.
Too nervous to move, to talk, to breathe...
But I want to get close, breathe her in. I need, feel and want everything she has to offer,
but it's only a dream, for we just admire one another from afar.

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