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The Glow

I can see how she glows,
See how her dress flows.
Her eyes, her smile,
both more beautiful than the Nile.

She seems like a dream,
Just looking at her makes me want to beam.

She doesnt notice me,
Oh God how I wish she could see,
how I want to be.

In thirty years I want to be laying next to her when I feel her stir.
I want her to be the first one I see in the morning,
And the last one I see at night.

She's really special,
And for her I will fight.
No matter the others height,
They will fall,
And it'll be my name she will call.
Her arms will be wrapped arond me,
while the other tries to flee.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 26, 2009

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