Rapid pace

The locking of our gaze when we come upon the street,

A subtle smile of approval, every time we meet,

With coy intent, the fluttering of a doves wings,

Every day, the pressing, the quickening of the beat,

Days would rise, the dawn would reveal,

The light lays bare all that would conceal,

Her hearts deepest intentions, with each passing day we greet,

The stirring of her deepest love, the quickening of the beat,

The anxious flutter, the awkward moment, the pains to even speak,

Her face reveals anxiety, a manner so soft and meek,

The man she loves with fire, her hearts desire, the one she would surely treat,

A king, a love, a dearest friend, the quickening of the beat…

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