Diamond and Coal
I watch her through windows, so close.
Captivated, by her beautiful long hair,
Looking cautiously, with fearful pose,
She with a glowing face, strong and fair,
Fear of her catching me standing there.
Fascinated by beauty, my eyes observe.
Eagerly anticipating, the moment dear,
That we share one moment, I‘ll preserve.
My pulse races, upon entering her room.
Her eyes and pouting lips, gleam to me.
Heart secures excitement, before the loom.
Recent words told that she is indeed free.
Secretly, she quietly tries to entice my soul.
Dishearteningly aware, she is diamond, I am coal.
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