Wrong but sure
The heart runs, lips quib, words just die
When just a mile away he signals hi.
Such, none but he has made you feel.
The undated dream of how love should be.
The legs are pulled like to a magnet. The
Heart 's scared which chases the body to impress;
Hints studied, skin tined, steps aligned, smiles learned
In a bid no step 's missed to make unfit.
The pull becomes so strong that fear gives way.
But in time the heart frowns in shy dismay.
The heart can be wrong even when its so sure.
True love gets clearer when hearts grows closer.
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