Loving Odd People in Odd Places (part1)

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Seeing her was life changing,

Her radiant smile & captivating eyes had me under a spell.
Like something I've never felt before.

We are strangers but I feel the need to know her.
To touch her, to love her.
But why? Because she is beautiful?
No, when she spoke I heard angels singing in perfect harmony.
Because when she accidently bumped into me her skin was so smooth.
Because when she looked at me I felt the rush of a thousand lighting bolts run through my body.

She was another kind of attraction,
She was like a site in New York that people come to visit.
As magnificent as liberty herself,
As sturdy as the Empire State Building.

Little did I know that those smiles we passed to one another would lead to many more
&
somehow this all happened on a subway; it was crowded but I only saw her.

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