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I'm just sitting
Sitting... Waiting...
Antici- -pating...
the train will be coming soon...
You'll be
Looking... Saying...
Insinu- -ating...
all the thing we'll do tonight...
I see you
Walking... Swaying...
Invigor- -ating...
poetry in motion - that is you...
Our eyes are
Searching... Playing...
Investi- -gating...
deeper regions of our souls...
Silicon Fantasies
in my room
Moving so steadily
but not too soon
You are what I think
and I want to know
Too desperate to seek
and too scared to show
But I must move quick
if I'm going to play
No simple seduction
No words to say
Some say
that love is blind
That beauty
resides in the mind
That what we are
is what we'll find
And that Love
results in kind
I wonder if that
is truly so
And what insight
allows them to know
Who must I see
and where should I go
To feel the sting
of Cupid's bow
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