Her Pantoum


I want her to be mine,
I see her almost everyday,
To write our storyline,
I move so close, then stray away.

I see her almost everyday,
My mind is always on her,
I move so close, then stray away,
Fleeing feelings that occur.

My mind is always on her,
Maybe next time will be my last chance.
Fleeing feelings that occur.
I must take the next step and advance.

Maybe next time will be my last chance
To write our storyline,
I must take the next step and advance,
I want her to be mine.

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