She is fine, in a way that

No dictionary could ever explain.

Next to her, I feel simple,

Rather dull and plain.

And yet she wants me,

Wants who I am, my being.

I stand in amazement,

Well, actually sit

And await the day,

If it is at all possible

To call her mine.

05/14/2008

Author's Note: ... and she says I'm jealous!

Posted on 05/14/2008
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