Staring Poem by Claire Lang

Staring



I look up at you
to see your beautiful eyes
Or laughing mouth
or just to
see
your
face.
You're
staring
at me.
I look away
and roll my eyes.
I say to my friends
that you're being weird.
But I like it.
Doesn't bother me
and I
think
you're
beautiful.

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