how perfect your face seemed
there were no sparks
nor were there feeling
just the silent glee of seeing you
but she got greedy and wanted more
what was just an innocent infatuation
slowly turned into more
the sight of you excites her
the sound of you intrigues her
she feels the warmth spreading across her body
and the perfect face seems to glance right pass her
oh how she craves to be noticed
looked at and loved
by you
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