A glance

"A lover pines for his girl to talk to him, or even look at him"

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A glance, even a reluctant one

Cast my way, 

How long has that been?

Seconds slide inexorably along

Like hours and days.

Many look at me and 

Their eyes pierce holes in me,

Burning and scalding.

Can’t they ignore me?

Let me wallow in loneliness,

Forgotten by time too. 

Let me freeze and wait

For your warm glances

To melt me and bring me 

Back to life and time.

Published 11 years ago

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