
When he walked by, I met his gaze.
Books were surrounding us, and I could feel a million places calling.
Yet, as I met his eyes, I saw somewhere I had never gone before.
Eyes like lively gems lost beneath the waves of an ocean.
Poems tugging at my mind as I wondered what his voice might sound like.
I claimed I would fall in love with a dreamer, but I feared I was looking at one.
I forgot about the world of pages in my hands.
I could only watch as this other dreamer walked to the end of my world.
He chose a novel written by a hopeless romantic.
When he walked by, I met his gaze.
Books were surrounding us, and I could feel a million places calling.
Yet, as I met his eyes, I saw somewhere I had never gone before.
Only, I was never brave enough to introduce myself.
I watched as he walked away and all that is left of him is something I will never have.
All that is left of that dreamer is the words left in this paper.
A thought, a dream, and a poem.
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Simply beautiful….
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Beautiful piece J. ❤️❣️
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Thank you, Navin. Appreciate the feedback
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Thanks so much!
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You’re very welcome ✨
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Adore this piece! And this: “Books were surrounding us, and I could feel a million places calling. /
Yet, as I met his eyes, I saw somewhere I had never gone before.” Wow! The tug of word and books and love.
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Hehe, thanks so much for taking the time to read. I love that you enjoyed it so much. I appreciate your time.
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