

FaceThe face that I long for. Passing by in the hall, there she is. Blonde hair flowing as she walks. Keeping perfect rhythm with her steps. Brown eyes perfectly framed by thin sliver rims. They glance over and catch my rimmed blues. Small smiles stretch across both our faces. Gracefully, slowly, and without pause she pivots on pointed toe. She heads my way, my mind races. My palms become clammy, heart working double time. As silently as a spring breeze she sits down beside me. Our gaze has no moved since they first met. I want to say something witty and sweet. NothingFace
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