THERE IS NO WAY
There is just no way
I could begin to describe
The feeling in
My bones
Whenever I see you.
I cannot begin to describe
How I look at you.
How I can
Stare admiringly at your
Full and
Beautiful face.
How I can
Love
Every word I say to you.
There is
No
Way
To tell you what
Runs through my mind
Like a train
Slugging through
The lazy river
Tracks, every time
I sit
By you.
There is
No
Possible
Way
For anyone to
Understand
What I
Feel.
There is no way.
I could ever tell you.
But sometimes,
I know
That ThE wAy
Will come to me,
Shining brighter than the sun
Yawning and
Rising in
The morning.
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