I saw you for the first time in three years. You were seated, seven rows from me to my right. I was there for my friends graduation, and you were there for your girlfriends. Seeing you there, in your suit and tie, caused my pain. I grieved a life I could have had, and went … Continue reading I saw you.
You look at me and I'm sixteen again. Giddy and girly, Lost in the ambrosia of romance, With muddled words and awkward hands.
"Arousing fear or awe" Malice And grace, Complimented perfectly Within one man. The ability to Bring one, Redoubtable To their knees. Passion And pain, He brings both. Warrior And lover; Feared And adored, A complex man indeed.
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