Two Hearts
She was coy
Constantly looking down
Unsure of her beauty
And ability to move men
He, too, was shy
Not realizing within him
Lies the man women want
Not the outside
This crisp, clear morning
The two hearts shared a glimpse
Each heart had stirred with emotion
Desire, it surfaced out of control
He knew
something was different with her
Her eyes told him her subtleties
He approached
She knew
Or rather, senses his softness
Yet held masculinity with a zeal.
She wanted him.
First words
They were but stutters
Indicating a respect, an honesty
Allowing a slow romance.
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