I see you across the room
Enthralled in your own,
Unbeknownst to you
The world around you buzzing.
You don't know . . .
That my love is there,
Always has been
For years.
You look up and catch my stare,
I bury my face.
I see you grin
And go back to yours.
You must know that I have loved
You for so long.
Give me the chance,
And I will show you
The type of woman I can be for you.
I love you.
by Erin Roche-Wise
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