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Nov 2014
I'm sweating
half from
heat and,
half from
anxiety.
Now you're
here
and I see
you.
I feel my
heart sink.
Your beauty
is unparalleled
and that smile
god,
that is why
people
become
poets.
Your eyes
they could melt
even the coldest
heart,
and that laugh
could make anyone
happy.
Something I found when I met a guy recently.
Brandon Navarro
Written by
Brandon Navarro
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