Poetry

Secret Admirer

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I look at him from across the room
And I wonder
Does he think about me
Because I think about him
Always
His smile
Voice
His bright eyes even
He looks at me and I can’t help but smile
And when he smiles back
My heart skips a beat
When he approaches me I stop breathing
He says hi
I smile shyly
He takes a seat next to me and an endless conversation ignites
A secret admirer turned into a soul mate

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