I look away.
The music in your ears enchants me.
I dare not glance into your pretty chestnut eyes.
You might see what I really want to say.
I can not look upon your luscious full lips.
Technically you are a stranger.
Even though there would be no rejection if I kissed you
I may never stop if I did.
No
I can not look at you.
I might fall in love
That is something I don't want to do
Again.
©Christopher F. Brown 2010
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