Staring Back
I didn't know I was looking
for you until you were
staring back at
me,
A bolt of lightening flashed
through my soul too
shiny frankly to
see.
It was the first time I realized
I was looking for a love
that was to
be,
How foolish I was not to know
"that look", for fashioning
an honest love
decree.
.
Yorktown Disciple
# 11809
Quatrain of Staring Back - 11809 - Yorktown Disciple
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A
bolt
of
lightening