Aside

Eyes of jaded sparkling gold;
A smile of melted silver;
Hair that reminds me of a breeze stirring the great oak;
A laugh that draws me in like a siren in the sea;
A presence like a best friend;
A crowd like a celebrity;
A personality like my fiction heroes—
You pull me to you like a magnet.
Yet when our eyes meet
I look away.
I speak to you in my thoughts.
Oh, how many times I’ve sighed when you call my name.

A Poem from the Heart

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