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Is This Love

It was just another end to another long winter's day until that is, I saw her.
Through all the hustle and bustle she appeared from out of the crowd.
I couldn't for the life of me understand why I was the only one looking at her,
she stood out like a glowing angel in the darkness of the evening cloud.

I had to pinch myself to see if I was actually seeing her and not dreaming.
My mind raced with endless possibilities without coming to any conclusion.
I felt foolish as she came nearer so I looked down to hide my embarrassment,
but then I felt compelled to look up and she cast a smile in my direction.

I didn't know if she really smiled at me so I turned around just to make sure,
no one else seemed to be returning her smile, so I quickly smiled back.
But was she smiling because I was worthy of her ridicule…or was it pity,
or maybe she was amused by my smile when my stony face cracked?

Was my shirt buttoned up wrong, was my trousers tucked into my odd socks?
I looked down at myself to check if my clothing was correct and in place.
What does she see in me to make her smile, perhaps she's only being polite;
and why does her aura glow…she's a lot more than just a pretty face?

poem by Tex T Sarnie
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