Her words are soft, her heart is full, What she can do, would take my heart and pull, Not knowing the outcome to this friend of mine, I shall continue to ponder of the friendship being so blind, Of all the emotions; to produce, And all the questions to be reduced, Looking into your eyes is a lift into the clouds, where he looked down on you, and knew he was proud, of all the possibilities to be, and all the hope to be free Wanting, embracing her smile that is warm and bright, her beautiful eyes, gleaming with light. The day I met, the time, not long, in the short period was written a sweet song, So with my questions, concerns still in hand, and the awaiting answers so bland, ever wondering when things may come around, with my heart awaitng patiently in the crowd.
Reason for writing:
A certain somebody that hopefully doesn't take this poem as being upsessive,
but more of a wanting her to kknow how I feel.
Birth sign: Cancer
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