Young Love

September 18, 2009
A different kind of beauty
She sits alone
He smiles at her
He’s the only one
Contrasting immensely
But opposites attract
He blushes and tells her she’s pretty
She smiles and blushes right back.
Small talk and wishes
She’s hopeful for kisses
When he laughs it makes her day.

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