Subliminal Messages
I see that way
The face you make
As it falls
With the words I say
Hey look at thee
A beauty in deed
A plus I am to say
But then guilt is made
When I look your way
The want to say invades
To tell you
You are not the same
But my every want and aim
A bullet of beauty in every way
I love your more each and every day
But can not
For the fear I will scare you away
And I will be anything you need
My friend
For I am your slave
Your utmost fan
To name
poem by April Swan
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