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Sunday, November 13, 2011

Crush


A chuckle ricochets
through billowing swirls of smoke
A dreamy far-off look
Makes my heart run amok
His shadow betrays a swagger
easily missed when you see
The subconscious effort to please
triggering out of genuinity
Dancing dimples
And smiling eyes full of mush
Perk up, at the sound of melody;
Deepening the hint of a blush
Someday we will play
Life's duet with sweet melody
He'll strum his way into my core
Swarming with pure glee
Though it saddens me to say
That the present may keep us apart
But Future is a jolly good fellow
A shimmering shooting star