A delectable woman I see with flowing but short brown hair.
A smile to melt a heart and passion for each stride, she runs along.
If only she knew or I could tell her how the heart misses several beats,
not just one each time I see her.
Most likely feelings I have that are unwanted not by me but by the recipient.
A sweet laughter comes from her in times of joy and trust to open up but how
I can only dream of sharing the things in common that we have.
How marvellous it would be to not be alone and share my feelings and life with this one, wonderful young woman.
Just if the feelings were returned!



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