They stand just out of reach
He on the edge of the beach, pondering
Will she notice me if I just give her a wave
She on the other hand, sits under a tree
Poundering why is her heart pounding
When he graces my site
Glances are made, as to why they are there
He came to find, his thoughts as he remembered
How his heart was broken in two
She on her part, came to see the sunset
With her friends and family
She pretends to turn left, to talk to a friend
Just so that she glances, at this adonis of a man
He inturn glances just to the right
To glance at the beauty that caputred his heart
In that instance he has forgotten his broken heart
Published April 04,2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem