Another Poem For Another DayAnother poem for another dayI'm sitting down wasting the hours awayWrapped up in my emotions Stuck between a rock and a hard placeHis love is too much for my orderly tasteSo exquisite, heavenly eyed he statesAs I look on in wonder and amazementScared to make a move, hesitant in speechAware that disaster awaits and yet I crave his faceWhat to do when you're stuck in a hard place?Turn back and erase the vision of his eyes?His lips, his nose, his fragrance, his clothesNot very hard you say?Well try being in my placeI see him studying the curves of my expression Trying so hard to vocalize his feelingsScared and shy
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