(Song title from “Wicked” by Stephen Schwartz)
I looked at him from across the room,
His eyes smiled,
A spark of tenderness hiding the gloom,
Number dialled.
Never felt such a feeling as this,
Scared by my mind,
What is this feeling of utter bliss?
True hearts are blind.
Aug 28, 2012
Aug 28, 2012 at 11:05 AM UTC
(Song title from “Wicked” by Stephen Schwartz)
I looked at him from across the room,
His eyes smiled,
A spark of tenderness hiding the gloom,
Number dialled.
Never felt such a feeling as this,
Scared by my mind,
What is this feeling of utter bliss?
True hearts are blind.
written in 2009
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