*SHE LOOKED AT ME!*
She looked at me!
She looked at me!
Is this really happening?

She approached me ,
With eyes burning for something.
Could it be anger?
Or love ?

She finally looked at me!
She might be angry
For I was timid
And shy.

I confessed my love through paper,
Mere paper!
Now here she comes ,
With her hands behind her back.

Alas!
My beloved is before me,
Not with anger but a kiss
A kiss saturated ,
With Athena's power of love.

In her hands she held my letter .
And with a smile;
Did she kiss my letter.

Then I knew ;
Her heart is now for the lambent writer.
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