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You sit there weary eyed,
watching me from a distance.
I see you calculating your next move,
all in attempts to persuade me.
Do I dare say that I am already persuaded?
A puzzled look settles over those beautiful brown eyes.
All the time questioning, dreaming, concocting.
You are revising the plan,
wasting time pondering the ramifications.
When will you be ready to make your next move?
The mere idea of us makes you blush and cringe.
But there is no hiding the desire, the need, the want.
Stop questioning your motives.
Sit back and prepare for the journey.
I am ready. I am willing. This attraction is mutual.
I am on a journey. Looking for Me. Everyday I get a little closer. The more time goes by the more I realize I'm always changing. This journey could take forever... Renae L. Soler