Blossoming Love


Love blossoms a new. You knew this girl from before.
You're impressed by the way she moves.
The way she twirls under the moonlight.
You constantly keep an eye on her cause of the way she swirls
As if she was the sunlight.
As she whirls you seem to be concerned about approaching her.
You get the urge to hurl yourself towards her.
All you do is spurn around fooling yourself.
She seems perfect. You try to inspect her just
so you can protect her from harms ways.
You neglect to tell her you love her.
You feel imperfect for her.
You seem to suspect or maybe you seem to accept
your own fate by rejecting your own thoughts
by projecting an opposite force of negativity.

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