1. The First Met

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I was in the middle of the crowd then
Still laughing and chasing games
Never saw you coming
Till I'd notice you in just one sting

I wasn't really prepared
In the mist of stains and curtains
Dancing eyes in the middle of time frame
Wink and walk away with pestering grin

Vivid memories of that scene
Still put myself with wide chin
Oh not sorry again
Saw my self chasing my dream

As if a cue and running with wonderstruck feeling
One eyed open and saw you headed north wing
With my bare hand and my colorful ballpen
Wrote down your plate number and start searching your name

I can still remember how I tense with your presence
Blushing down the hallway wounded gin
Dancing and laughing to that scene
Then I saw you staring at me with intimate feeling

On that day of happiness that might turn to happy ending
Its all started with small range of feeling
To those created scene
Thankfull for how I laid my eyes with my happy ending

8.31.17-firstmonth
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