Unfashionable Discourse

    Eyes, smile, hair, skirt.  Voice, laugh.  Intelligence, demeanor.  Innocence, goodness.

    Smile.  Laugh.

    You pay me visits and make silly faces.

    You avert your gaze. . .most of the time.   

    Eyes.

    You walk away.  Body.

    Sometimes, you catch me looking.

    You know.

   
    I have a crush on you.

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