Your face
Inspires me
To write
A thousand
Poems about
Your hands
And your
Voice and
Your eyes
And those
Lips and
Even that
Pale sliver
Of skin
That shows
Between your
Shirt and
Jeans when
You stretch.
Sometimes I
Wonder if
These feelings
Go deeper
And perhaps
I'm falling
In love
Even though
You probably
Don't remember
My name.
Every once
In awhile
I think
That you
Meet my
Eyes in
The hall
And you
Actually see
Me beyond
The walls
I create
To hide
From others.
I wonder
If perhaps
You can
See to
My soul
And that
Maybe we're
Meant to
Be together
Like soulmates.
You touch
Me, bringing
Words and
Feelings to
The surface
Becoming the
Subject of
A thousand
Poems and
I just
Can't stop
Thinking about
You and
Your face.
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