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Okay, poem about a girl who is just really in love with this guy, but he has no idea.
Submitted:Jan 22, 2007 Reads: 244 Comments: 4 Likes: 0
I love the way you touch my face,
Your hands as soft as snow,
I love the way you call me dear,
And fill me with your glow.
I love the way you laugh at me,
When I trip down the stairs,
I love the way you help me up,
Amonst onlookers' stares.
I love the way you call my name,
Your voice so low and pure,
I love the way that I love you,
And you are still unsure.
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