Perhaps One Day
With the greenest eyes and long red hair,
the palest of skin and freckled face.
The warmest of smiles and infectious laugh,
and lips that I would love to taste.
My racing heart will not slow
whenever she comes near.
If only she would glance my way
my shyness would disappear.
poem by Orlando Belo
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