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What magic does this man posess
that makes him shine with radiant light
each time he smiles that gentle smile
that wavers there upon his lips?

The words he speaks I do not hear
His gaze has deafened both my ears
I startle - quick - what has he said?
So many things run through my head.

I smile, and nod, and dream that he
one day will want to be with me.

[Princess Pea]

(c) Princess Pea