Hi Again
Walking by youI fly through a cloud
of your perfume
a mirage;
standing
proud in this room
the scent massages
an emotional high
and I try
without winning
to talk
and communicate
still grinning
my eyes smile
walk to you a greeting
still spinning
as soon as yours
and my eyes
enter into meeting
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