A solitary glance at your devine grace,
A momentary wander of my lust filled mind,
A stolen moment in flights of fancy,
All because I’m secretly in love with you.
Though I’d never admit my walls had crumbled,
You’ve stolen a place within my vacant heart,
That I dream of a life with us together,
But until then you’ll remain my guilty secret.
Copyright: authorchrisbrown
I love this.
Have you been reading my personal journal again?? I thought I hid it away well enough this time.
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Haha I promise to have not
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hhhmmm sometimes I wonder…
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Plus, I don’t think one should feel guilty about Love. Why? It’s a beautiful thing.
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Ever felt guilty for loving someone that you deem way out of your league?
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Yes. I have. Probably because I consider just about every guy I go for “out of my league”. Sad but true. Low self-worth does that to a person.
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Misplaced. You’re worth reaching out to the stars for, to rearrange them like sequins on an ebony dress, so they spell your name for evermore.
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My god Chris. This is why… yeah… um, okay.
I wish I could believe you. I think, perhaps, your beautiful poet’s heart may be clouding your judgement in this case. But it’s a magnificent sentiment, just… not one I’m worthy of.
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Agree to disagree
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Hahaha…. mmmm. I’m flattered, possibly blushing just a tad (but I’m not telling You that). **sigh** okay. Agree to disagree on this point.
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