CD On Repeat
By: Tyler Ross
She smiles, I smile till it hurts. My nerves run wild. I get this way around her. She’s subtle. She’s shy and I’m more versed in expression. I don’t know why. It just is. She is, a woman some say that fell from the sky. But, to me it’s simple. I’ve waited and waiting for my turn. Her dimples get me. They hit me. I peer in to learn and learn. Like her, take it slow. Invest some time. Reciprocate equally. Damn, it feels great. Man, if you could feel my heart race. To see her again and again would keep me in a permanently golden state. I hope she relates.
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