Written on: June 2016
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She appears, a mystery from an unknown place,
A cool exterior, yet fragile, her grace.
Distinct amidst the crowd in the coliseum's den,
Capturing my gaze, an unintended amen.
Her perfection radiates in an all-black attire,
A guitar on her back fueled my desire.
Does she sing? Does she play?
Oh, girl, I long to hear what you convey.
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Why that somber look upon your face?
I'm here, ready to bring joy and embrace.
Yet, a guy arrives, prompting your laughter,
Friend or more, I wonder, in this everafter.
Breaking me down, the uncertainty's weight,
This day alone, and I can't deviate.
Yearning to approach, words eager to spill,
Awaiting the right moment, time standing still.