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Her Feelings
I walk her to class
I walk her to lunch
I walk her to the bus stop
I'll walk her home if i have to
Her voice is like a bird humming
She stores at me with the best facial expressions
When she blows her breath it's like a wind of fresh air sent just for me
Her eyes shines like a diamond
Walk like a model
Body resembles a bottle
Her least attention raise on me
Her favorite flower is a rose
My figures fail to tell me
I think I'm in love with my friend
Her soul is like an angel
Her eyes dots the skies
She has a boyfriend and says she loyal
A brief, but patient illness
To lose- if one can fine again-
To miss- if one shall meet-
To him who keeps an Orchis' heart-
The swamps are pink with June
The Rose is out of town
One little maid- from playmates-
One little mind from school-
'Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daises lie-
I don't tell her I like her
But I told her I love her but only as a friend
Whether to keep the secret-
Whether to reveal-
When going home from school
Illusions raise upon me
Wherever runs the breathless sun-
Wherever roams the day-
I took the most accomplished shot
..... But it failed. Denied!!!
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Category: Secret Love
Author: Curtis Williams