A sprout grew out in my heart
one that bitterly struggling, that about to break as hairspring
Lowering head, seeking, facing sunset glow around
It was pursuing self of another half
and flipping，quivering
Nearly, a moment arrived
I exclaiming wildly, crying out
unable to resist the surging within
It was you, namely you
Your binoculus flow, glowing with brilliance
I love your timorous gait
love your inborn shyness
the floated up blush
the juvenile, newborn posture
I can hardly inmagine, a star appeared before my eyes like this
the tender buds are growing wildly
From branch they have thickened
twisting upward the stems and leaves are
Outside of it, everything is pulverized
I want to meet your bewildered gaze
want to see you gushing out the same passion
I knocked
Is that you, isn't it
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Author:
Justina (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is what I wrote after seeing someone whose demeanor and appearance were very unique, which inspired and touched me.
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Comments1
How nice. It was pleasant for you. Good write.
Thank you~
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