Love Story – Chase


The way he looks at me, with that sparkle in his eyes.  

I can tell the fire in front of the love is
just a disguise.  

He finds a way to pick
on me to show his love. 

The look, I can feel from across the room as I run to
hide.  

The chase is on – all fun and
games – with jokes and laughs to follow.

A love story can be written on paper but is better lived
through the day.  

The looks, stares,
touch, and laughs are the way to draw near.

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