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Crushing

There is this fellow 
who dazzles me
with his charm and maturity
his love for people
his compassion for poor
his thinking 
it's a secret 
not known to many
I prefer not to confess
that's the charm in admiring 
hiding yourself 
stealing glances 
profusely smiling
old enough to avoid 
but young enough to tease
so this fellow knows nothing
I am non-existent to him
stalking his work
downloading photos
my sanity speaks
but with him insanity wins
Not in love 
kinda in love with the whole idea of having this fellow in my life.
Not having to wait
not having to depend on
I am enjoying the view.











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