I sit silently and watch her from my place She doesn't know that she is the object of my attention My sense of the things around me wanes In every essence of my soul I soak her into my mind Every curve of her body is illuminated angelicly Cutely she plays with her tangled hair Every now and then she turns slightly to talk to a friend Her crystal blue eyes captivate me fully for a moment Her foot taps taps taps the ground as if she were nervous I wonder if the feels my eyes on her Someone talks to me, but I do not hear them I am listening to her heart beat in unison with mine When she talks her voice sounds like that of an untuned violin Yet never before have I heard suck a beautiful sound Her fragile figure is like a gently falling snow flake It is singular and unique like no other could ever be I want to reach out to her, show her what it means to be human She is a women and I am a man nothing less nothing more Together we should be one, but that is not to be After all those who dream in silence live in silence With the silent who admire the watching is the dream
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