Moody Poetry of a Lonely Soul

What do I see when I see him
A handsome man with a strong hand
Reflecting eyes that had lost beams
Yet smiling charmingly like an old friend

His kindness is a quality
Something that I remember so vividly
Sometimes he just sit here quietly
Showing me that this is more than chemistry
– SCW #norepath #fiction #rainy #moody

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