The Table Next To Me Poem by Henry Aarre
The Table Next To Me
She's sitting in the corner
she's smiling
she’s happy
Feels good
Maybe she's never sad.
Beautiful!
I want to look into your eyes
deep in to your joyful eyes
I want to find love there
I want to find happiness there.
Speak to me!
Talk to me!
I want you to see
I want you to believe
that there is only one of us,
One of a kind
I want you to find
the reality of life
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