Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | March 7, 2010

Smile.

A crush.

There is something about it that is
so playful,
so innocent.

First thought in the morning.
Last thought at night.

You smile,
just thinking about them.

I haven’t felt this way in a long time.
I almost forgot how it felt.

I like it.

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