Can anybody believe me,
when I say he is the miracle of God,
the charm he had, a gift to him,
his enamor eyes, enthrall spark,
pellucid for some,
some who vouchsafed by God.
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Can the person sitting next to me,
listen to all the stories and musing I know about him,
Infinite tales and anecdotes lauding him.
Can that person witness the glow in my eyes and excitement on my face when I babbled about him?
Can I tell you, you the one who questioned
me,
"Who is my favorite person or which person I loved?";
Can I tell you, he is the one whom I loved the most,
He is the one who's presence is a blessing on me,
the glory of love;
he carries that splendor that attracts me towards him.
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The one who always curious to know about the one I conceal in my poems,
Can I tell you, there's a boy, I tried to hide in my poetries,
in the space between dreams and reality,
somewhere betwixt dawn and dusk,
I hide him in the room where happiness and love reside;
I hide him inside my heart.
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Can you, you the one who always wonder why I never fall for anyone,
Can I tell you my friend that I fall,
fall in the chasteness of his soul,
I fall for him when the moon shines,
when I got his name on my lips,
when the last raindrop reflects his smile;
I fall for him every time I read, feel love around me,
I fall every minute, every second,
Can I tell you I fall for him every time I breathe?
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Are you ready, yes you who always asked me to describe my favorite place,
Can I tell you, the place where I saw him for the first time,
at the corner bench near the magnolia tree,
his eyes gazing the book and I saw the flowering on his head,
He chilling in the spring afternoon in his grandma's gifted scarf.
Can I tell you my favorite place is the only place where I find him?
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Can I tell you, yes you the one reading this,
that how every time I fail to describe him
or conceal in my poems
Can I tell you,
he is the only melody who soothes my heart,
he is the only one, I hope to see in my dreams,
he is the only one I love.
-dumbmindedwriter
