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May 2015
Chasing dreams.
You know what it means?
Hot in pursuance,
Rainbow chaser.
Smiling faces.
Crock-pots full up with gold.

It was only when I saw him.
A perfect specimen of a young man.
An Asian Adonis.
He was sat on the bus in front of me.
Perfect build, marvellous smile,
Everything fitted.
His eyes caught mine.
He stimulated me.
Sadly just my pen.
It took me all day to write this.
Sadly realising,
I'm ancient in comparison.
Such is life.
He looked at a young woman with scarlet hair.
Did I care, of course I did.
I wouldn't let it show though.
Today I write my silly words.
Just to let you know.
Don't know if you noticed me.
I sure as hell did, did you?
If you were on that bus about half past nine.
You won't remember me,
You were just today's inspiration.
Revel in the attention,
Hope you're flattered,
By she to whom, you'll never matter.
(c) Livvi MMCV
Dedicated to a young man on the U1a bus from Southampton at about 2115 last night...
Good grief I'm shocking.
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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