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Nov 2014
From across the hall I see your lips pursed together at me
Below your sulking gaze upon my own eyes
I make a dumb joke to get you to at least smirk
You give me a smile I can only describe as wry

I don't even need gravity to fall back into your grasp
Figuratively and literally you will always have me
Because you look so beautiful with your nose scrunched up
With big brown eyes as elegant and simple as an oak tree

With words that move my heart at irregular patterns
And ideas that shape how a person should think
A touch so gentle and smooth you place on me
It breaks my heart to be away even just to blink

I feel calm with you like a fireplace in winter
Or as relaxed as someone laying out by the blue sea
But my stomach sinks like a ship when I see you with him
Because we both know that that should be me.
Written by
Brendan Holland
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   Dona Mayoora
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