I wait across the street day after day,
With patience, hope, and spirit.
Seeing what of your beauty I may,
Your sweet, soft voice...I hear it.
Only thing on my mind is you,
Your smiling face addictive, yet free.
Want to talk, but don't know what to do,
I start to stare and it's you I see.
What more to do than wait outside,
and glance at your pretty face?
It gives me that special warmth inside,
But of the feeling I hide, you see no trace.
Because I enjoy memories in peace,
I think of you all day in heart.
Although I never want it to cease,
You're gone, I must depart.
But when I see you again, I'm fine,
Seams like minutes, but time flew.
Watching, lost in these thoughts of mine,
I wait across the street just to see you.
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