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**Invisible Love**
Your eyes pass through me,
like I’m made of glass—
a breath, a shadow,
you never grasp.
I bloom in silence,
a flower unseen,
aching in colors
you’ve never dreamed.
If only you’d look,
just once, my way—
but the sun doesn’t notice
the moon’s quiet sway.


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This poem's imagery is powerful. It makes me think of unrequited love, like when I had a crush on someone who never noticed me.