My Hidden Love

I think of her every day and night.
She creeps inside my every thought.
It hurts not to tell her how I feel.

Her hair flows with the breeze.
I think her sneeze is small and cute.
She rarely smiles, but that's okay because she always brightens up my day.

My friends think of my beautiful wonder.
They compare their own special loves,
but my perfect special dove is much more spectacular.

I can see what she cannot see
that's what adds to her beauty.
She is very special in my heart.

I wish she saw what I see in her.
No flaws, quirks or any problems with my special dove.
Because she's truly my hidden love.

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