Bushes

Quietly observing in the dark,
You exist in the window in front of me.
Beauty makes me long for your attention.

As the wind rustles the leaves,
I shift my position to stay among the shadows--
Quietly observing in the dark.

The lights flicker on, and I can see your features.
They cut open my eyes just as you cut open my heart.
Beauty makes me long for your attention.

I grow tired of this place in the shadows;
I need to get closer to my love.
Quietly approaching in the the dark--

As I inch closer, my attraction swells larger.
Too close for me to lose you again--
Beauty makes me long for more than attention.


 






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