A Poem For He Who Doesn't Know

He knows now...

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1. The Poem

I’ve never felt this way before.

I’m becoming a cliché

For the way a person’s heart and soul

Are subject to decay!

 

I need a way to tell you

Just exactly how I feel.

But every time I talk to you

I just cannot get real.

 

Although I am expressive

And I always speak my mind,

The words I want, no, need to say

Are extremely hard to find.

 

I long for you to take my hand

And pull my lips to yours,

But I know we both are amateurs

When it comes to open doors.

 

So if you want me, please be blunt:

Subtly is not my thing.

I want to play the game of love,

But the rules – they’re yours to bring.

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