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Aug 2019
I look across the room and caught her staring,
What’s this sudden heat
My emotions suddenly flaring
We both instinctively look away and I guess that we are sharing
The same secret I hope that I’m daring,
Enough to look back, or am I just chancing
Should I rather electric slide over there like a man that’s just dancing
Wait what’s this I always here about
I think it’s called romancing,
Something about whining or dining, I think
Man! I need a shrink, or am I just glancing,
At what you *****, and stop with the counseling,
Man this is challenging!
Maybe a ring, what am I thinking
I don’t even know her name, this is demeaning
I look back and my heart just start racing….I mean F1 style
And yes! I know you know the meaning…
And it has feeling, what more do you want from me
At this point I’m reeling,
I turned around… she was gone like a magician, disappearing,
I was left picking up the pieces,
The sound of loss still screeching,
So I put my blades away in my bag clanging,
And hope tomorrow she’ll be inside me, her eyes is just stunning
So sleep soundly tonight lady knowing your shadow is now shading
Together forever… and no I’m not joking, for tomorrow my love….
You’ll be the one choking
Mixing my style of writing
Written by
Faizel Farzee  34/M/South Africa
(34/M/South Africa)   
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