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This poem is a testimony to risk taking and dating again. A hope to a new budding relationship.


Submitted:Dec 29, 2006    Reads: 120    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


Beside me sat an empty seat,
then you walked over,
quiet manners,
friendly smile,
soothing voice,
smooth gestures
.

You took my hand,
and upon the floor we moved,
apart,
together,
in unison.


Quiet conversation,
subtle eye contact,
whispered excitement,
unexpected delight.

Numbers exchanged,
a promise of tomorrows,
feeling high,
carried on wings.

Elated.





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