The Hidden Desire

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Their circle whirls, threads of love intertwine,

Into tapestry of friendship, colors blend and clash.

Jay stares at Grace from a distance, silently longing,

Her laughter a lighthouse leading him closer to its source.

She's the pandemonium in him, an irrepressible call of a siren.

Grace: You're always so serious. Just cut loose! You'll survive if you're a little reckless now and then.

Stirrings of interest she's not aware of,

Caught in an ebb and flow of her own tempestuous world,

Unpredictable actions and words like gusts of wind between reason and rebellion in a manner somewhat unconstrained-

He finds in her a paradox, an enigma in defiance.

Conversations shared under moonlit skies,

Revealing glimpses into her soul, her vulnerabilities, and dreams.

He listens, his heart silent witness to her fears,

Finding solace in unguarded moments, a connection unseen.

Yet his own feelings remain a shadow, hidden from view.

Mae: "You're quiet tonight. Everything alright?"

Jay: "Just. thinking. Sometimes it's almost impossible to keep up with the whirlwind."

In the soft glow of friendship, he remains a silent witness,

The depth of his emotions concealed beneath a calm facade.

The love between them is strong but is tainted with his silent affection.

It is a fact he does not state unvoiced, for the fear that it would tear their perfect world apart.

Keeping a hold on hope, his love unspoken, unconfessed.

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