She sees him again tonight.
His eyes just as beautiful
As they were that first night.
His lips even more tempting.
They talk.
The more she learns about him,
The more she she likes,
The more she wants to know, and
The more she finds herself
Drawn to him.
She doesn't know why.
He's not what she has always wanted.
His face isn't perfect
Though, even days later,
She still sees it as if
He were standing before her.
His habits are nothing like hers.
He does so much she doesn't.
Yet, she wants to.
And, he is not as tall
As the one she has always pictured.
She is drawn to him.
Perhaps it's their differences.
Perhaps it's the similarities.
Perhaps it's none of the above.
Perhaps it just is.
He sleeps and
She watches.
His face, so peacful
So calm,
So cute.
And she watches.

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