In a word.

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Her smile was, in a word, infectious
- there was not a time I didn't follow suit,
when she shined a smile in my cloud-tainted life.
Her excited voice and slight tilt
of her head sent me away
like a fair wind at sea
with the captain in ecstasy
that the world no longer stands still.
My name rings new meaning
when she says it - as though
it's the most beautiful name
in all the world,
second only to hers.
Never has a girl shaken my heart
down to its snow-covered core.
Now, with a heart quite sore,
I wish dearly to know: 
how does she feel when I'm not around anymore?
Does she think of me when the nights are forbidding and cold?
Does she wonder how far my affection for her goes?
Or am I just another boy, 
a number in the statistics 
of boys pining for her attention?
With doubt and more questions, I
wonder for my affection for her...
Is this attraction or hopefully
something more? Dear Lord,
may it be that it is something so much more.
But... in the end, I don't know.
Her smile was, in a word, infectious
- but I guess, not anymore.
10-14-10
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Something I wrote back in October when my thoughts were wandering.

I'll make sure to write more recent things soon.

Cheers!

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