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Ricky Rose Jul 2011
A teenage boy to sweet, a girl unknown. All he knows is this girl so so beautiful. To shy to say "hi," -only couple of friends he knows . One in particular a roommate of the beauty. Tells her of a crush, a friend of hers to make the beauty blush. A bracelet he made to get her attention you see. She wears upon her wrist, so she must like! One or two worldly spins later. He comes across the beauty, with the roommates connection the two meet. She nervous as he says "hi." Shows the attractor the bracelet with a blush. Only thing he can think is to say "hi'' back. Only words he spoke. She walks off red faced full of embarrassment same as he. For that was the first time they met.

His heart pounding fast as a drummer with no rhythm. He sits blank minded as if he was in heaven. Light headed he is with nothing to think he goes on with his day. Praying he will come across the beauty once again. With prayers answered they meet again. Courage in his heart he he asks her for dinner. Amazed the beauty has no response. Tells the attractor to seek her later. As the sun rays dim, the moon shining bright. The attractor sees her standing alone. Happiness in his heart, question in his mind. Approaching her with a smile asks her once more, "No not tonight." Things I got to do."

The attractor walks away. Excuses she had I knew this couldn't be, foolish me. Oh no, no this couldn't be. For she did say not tonight. So a worldly spin later. The attractor encounters her. Asks her day. "Good!" she says nothing elts she speaks. To himself he asks why. Why does she not speak many words? Is there something wrong with me? His heart grows grim fallen light it's dim. Confused about her action not knowing her thoughts. Left to put together the puzzle of emotion. Hard as hell trying real hard. The attractor wondering should he move on?

With an ever spinning world, speaking no more he walks past her this time. The beauty looks on. Watching his moves as he swiftly goes past. Stares she only has for him the attractor wondering why. Then several worldly spins later he finds out she has seeked another. How could this be? She never told the attractor she was not interested. Saddened and dismayed angered at himself for thinking such thoughts of affection. Of hoping he may be the one to fill her needs. It's as if his insides start to bleed.
Robert E Wolfe Oct 2010
Our love is forbidden. It never should be. It is easily realized. We both can see. Though I can’t help myself No more than can you. I doubt we can hide it From everyone’s view. So what will we say When our love comes to light? Will our feelings go crashing As rumors take flight? No one understands It’s so hard to see. What would you want with someone like me? Could anyone think We might fit like a glove? Could it possible We might be in love? I have something for you. You have something for me. Does it really matter just what that might be? Should we consider How others may feel? Is what we do wrong So our love we conceal? It’s so hard to fight back when you’ve done nothing wrong Yet someone elts thinks Our love can’t belong. ‘Tis a world full of judgment In which we are born. These are the pillars On which our love is shorn. A little bit wormy And it seems like some rot But these are ideals Our society has taught. So do I follow rules Of someone long dead? Or fallow my heart And take you to my bed?
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Maria Etre Aug 2018
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"If I Could Give You My Eyes" Series

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