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The Way

It's the way he looks at me
when he thinks I'm not paying attention
when I pretend to look through his ipod to see
where my mood lies and my hidden intentions

His eyes become soft, tender, in love
his heart on his sleeve, I catch a glance,
I take his hand, the sun beaming down from above
I feel myself connecting in this unexpected romance

I give him a sweet kiss, and all I know
is the spark I feel each moment we touch
and I never ever wank to let him go
it's amazing just how much

I love him.

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"If I ship my heart out to sea, will you love me? Will you love me? <3"

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  • Whispered Secrets
    May 14, 2007

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    you said wank instead of want but that's fine. I think this is a nice poem, beautiful. Some guys don't think you see them but you do. Sometimes its the other way around, don'tcha think