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the passer by
I want to speak I want to shout
As I turn my head around,
When I see that passer by
Looking nicer than the sky,
Blow a whistle say a phrase
Just to note what she conveys,
What A sight for eyes so sore
Such a face I can’t ignore,
I know it is against the law
But I’ve just dropped down my jaw,
So amused with that sweet vision
Shyness fuels indecision.
As I turn my head around,
When I see that passer by
Looking nicer than the sky,
Blow a whistle say a phrase
Just to note what she conveys,
What A sight for eyes so sore
Such a face I can’t ignore,
I know it is against the law
But I’ve just dropped down my jaw,
So amused with that sweet vision
Shyness fuels indecision.
Published 9th Jul 2019
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10th Jul 2019 5:15am
The cadence of this piece is joyful, with a bounce that makes me want to tap my feet. Everyone can relate to seeing that stranger that just checks all the boxes, and you’ve captured the feeling very well, here.
10th Jul 2019 6:38am
oooo wow that was one of the nicest encouraging comments I ever got! thank you
