by J.J. Campbell
to the beautiful woman
taking the train to the
upper east side
i would love to slip
under your skin and
eat you from the inside
just the thought alone
sets my soul on fire
but it can't block out
the thoughts that the
stares, these awkward
glances, the flirty hello,
the sweet notes and the
ultimate courage leaping
task of asking you out
will lead to nothing
it breaks a heart into
too many pieces to
count
and ultimately makes
one wonder about the
cruel tricks of the lord
love
the hardest mistake
to ever recover from
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