always the charming,
the mr. perfect face,
confessions of affections,
has always been the case,
always the apple of the eye,
the topic of whispers,
the reason for stolen glances,
i know. i was there—
was i destined to keep watching,
remain at the sidelines,
watch your hand get held—
get softly held multiple times?
for all the reasons there are,
is this a gift or a curse?
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letters after dark | poetry book 3
Poetrya collection of poems and proses of thoughts that fill up the void after dark. #1 in proses #7 poetry #56 in poem #5 poetrycollection book 3 of the poetic flowers series. other books : • a hurricane of blues • confessions i will never say and other...
