Not paying any attention to what's happening around in the class,
Just waiting for the bell to ring so I could go home,
Then I saw you through the glass pane,
And I could say
I met a stranger who I found attractive on the very first glance,
Then I look for my glasses to see more of you,
And when I looked at you,
I could see those eyes shining,
a shine ever so bright that I might have never seen,
I could say I met a stranger
Who had pretty eyes.
The way your voice felt like music to my ears,
and the way you spoke what you wanted without any fear,
The way your face was an open book,
All ready to be read,
And even though I don't read much
I know for a fact
that if you're the book
I'll happily be the reader,
The way dimples creek against your cheeks when you smile,
And you roll up your sleeves,
Looking ever so fine
I could say,
I met a stranger,
Who made my heart flutter for the very first time.
-RR
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Coffee Shop: A Book Of Poetries.
القصة القصيرةCoffee Shop is a collection of some random scenarios and poetries straight from my heart. The poetries can be a light read as well as deep :) It mostly has Stuff that teens will relate to, hoping to make you all experience the peace and warmth of a...
