I Wanted More
She has a passion for life; she is exuberant about everything.
I doubted this and started to dislike her before I had met her.
Too many people talked about how excited she was.
No one is this enthusiastic all the time.
Then I met her.
She is radiant like a light bulb; she glows on you.
I was the recipient of the glow, and I loved it.
I loved her!
I wanted more.
I followed her around the party that first night
Never wanting to let her go.
She was excited about everything, and me.
That was the key.
That is why she was a pied piper,
we all wanted a piece of her
Luckily she exuded enough energy for all of us.
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