your warm grin worth half a day of anticipation
a scrawled note worth turning the house over for
every small detail, a treasure
my thoughts tangled with a single glance
you make my name sound that way
unbidden smile creeps.
hope clawing up my inside the wall of my heart. rising and curling
then,
hastily wiped away. for fear
I dont know what the intention is
bitten lip.
doubt and hope are never alone
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