Fantasizing in hypotheticals
The definition of a mystery is what lies behind that beautiful smile.
A beautiful brilliance, fluttering eyes.
I could lay to rest any misconceptions,
well at least at the depths of a stranger's glare.
What's to come of two people separated by a wall of emotion.
Lost in pages of unspoken words subtlety lingering,
fantasying in hypotheticals. Confronting conflicts that would only aid in the chocking off of any ambitions.
This is the game of attraction. An awkward exchange of words,
ideas that form thoughts.
You held my attention from the beginning,
with just a simple hello, acts of kindness.
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