Reality Begins To Blur
I felt sad as I watched her fall apart.
Though I wasn't spying
I caught her crying
and felt a pain growing within my heart.
Her tears mesmerize,
trickling from her eyes.
A weeping Angel; she takes my breath away
while I struggle to find the right words to say:
and my heart starts to pound.
I have never felt this way before now.
I knew naught of love
or Angels above.
Yet, I felt our souls were once linked, somehow;
and wondered if she
even noticed me.
Both compassion and desire encourage me
to inquire as to what the matter might be:
and my heart starts to pound.
She smiles at me, so I sit for a while.
Outside of a dream,
not even ice cream
could be any sweeter than her sweet smile.
She spoke so carefree,
like she trusted me.
I asked if she felt the attraction I do,
and she said yes, she felt a connection too.
While we talk, reality begins to blur,
and my heart starts to pound;
a thumping, throbbing sound.
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