Riding down the stairs
Ignoring all the stares
Caressing all the way
No fear of PDA
Stumbling through the train
With one thing on my brain
Following the sway of her hips
Eyes drawn to her lips
Stops go by in a haze
Feels like a minute
May have been days
So sexy is this miss
So moreish is her kiss
Once again I miss dinner
Because I followed her to Pinner
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A doorway, an opening, a way out
A place where echoes are lost
Where the sun kisses the horizon;
the clouds whisper dreams the breeze carried in
Where eloquence conveys intricacies with simplicity
A cave for the coward and podium for the pompous
Allowing the dreamer to fly, the heartbroken to cry
and the madman to die.
The poem.
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