Just below my shoulder, she reaches,
In a trendy top, slightly tight jeans,
She moves close to me… She sits…
She gazes the room,
Her fingers bounce on the keyboard,
Is she writing to me?
Busy like a bee for a couple of minutes,
She walks out… nothing… not even a wink…
Only her back I see…
~Written by Jared Ombui
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2 comments:
This has gotten to be quiet a collection...keep on writing.
This is cool if you miss some one
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