...The Mind of a Smitten Man...
Slowly, scaredCautiously to where she stands,
Words amiss
Anticipating no good response.
Her face brightens,
Her smile broadens,
my confidence awakens.
'Hello', says I
'saw you and thought to say hi'
Sweetly spoken comes her greeting
followed by my relieved grinning,
Sharply, swiftly
A conversation begins,
A moment, a minute
an hour then two,
Oh No! Our time is due,
Maybe it was just the spa of a long moment.
First time to chat,
Unconsciously, subconsciously
wishing for another,
a chance again;
to simply, sweetly
say a word or two or more,
'Purely pointless', thought I
For as long as she lives
Unnoticed her path I would tread.
Poetry by kip
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Written on 2006-02-02 at 14:10
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