The Unwanted Admirer

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It took my smile away

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It took my smile away.

That was a letter I didn't expect to ever receive.

It was from someone and when I tried to look for the sender's name and address it wasn't there. My face went pale and hands started shaking.

The letter was......

Greetings my dear Autumn

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Greetings my dear Autumn...

I know you write poems, so I have also written one for you too.

I Want You.......

I want to kiss you all day everyday,

I want to hold your hand when we go walking,

I love looking into your eyes as you look into mine,

I smile every time I see you smile,

My god, I'm so in love with you,

Each moment spent with you means everything to me,

I hate when I'm away from you,

I would love the feeling I get when you would wrap your arms around me like a lifeline as you are mine,

And I love how you smile when I smile at you.

Being in your arms, cuddling together and watching the world go by is all I wish for,

Girl, I want you.......

I know it's a very small poem.

And I know it's not as good as yours,

But this is not just a poem, these are my feelings for you. I know very little about you but I would like to know everything about you and,

when you wore that V neck black dress, oh god, I wasn't able to focus on anything. At that time all I just want is to admire the beauty created by god, by looking at you all the time. I felt as if I was bee on the honey.

All I want was, time to stop there and just look at my beauty, but I feel that god is not happy with me.

But don't worry dear, soon, time will stop and you will be with me enjoying every moment of life. With me in my arms and we will watch world going by around us while we will be having our own lovely time together. And I know you don't like your parents and I assure you,

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