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It's been a long five years or so, but it feels great to be back. I am home...once again.

Her hair ends with a touch of gold, 

Her eyes wide and bold.

She says it all with her elegance and style,

Maintaining her respect,

Making her worthwhile. 

She is the author of his heart, 

For her every gesture plays a part.

From her adorable giggling to the ruffling of her hair,

To not fall for her is an impossible dare.

Her presence is that of a star, 

The same effect, from close or afar.

She is always right there,

Yet no one but I seem to care.

Her soft voice is music to the ear,

With her around there is nothing to fear.

Her confidence is out of this world, 

She makes men seek their bed and curl.

She is in need of a man,

To bring her happiness should be his only plan.

A woman of her kind,

Deserves a man who always has her in mind.

She will never remember my name,

But that is the twist to this game.

She has temporarily become my life,

In my head she plays the role of my wife.

To her I am just another classmate,

And perhaps that is our one and only fate.

I am perfectly fine being her admirer,

To make her my own would be a selfish desire.

I would like to see her content,

With a man who has good intent.

I expect her to be treated like a queen,

Anything less and I will make a scene.

She appears to be the woman of my dreams and more,

Her mere existence melting me to my core.

The effect I feel is a furious flame,

It's best to extinguish it before I am no longer sane.

Author's Note

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