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Jan 2016
One glance
Music blaring everywhere,
a gentle tug between our souls,
A little push,
a little closer he got.
One smile underneath the fluorescent lights,
A little brighter shined the night,
A little chuckle
Another glance,
And a little closer he got.
Shuffling through the wave of sound,
Through the crowd,
No longer in sight,
I looked down and sighed,
But when I turned around, to my surprise,
We locked eyes,
He smiled,
And a little closer he got.
Excited to speak, he spilled his drink,
I laughed, we spoke,
And a little closer he got to me.
Lybys Geovanna Zambrano
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