Met him today
Cutie was my first thought
Don't have time to get into this was my second
Been burned before, not again...my third
No words between us
I was cold
Still bitter from another
Eventually we shared words
He's got flaws...my fourth
he's simple...in a good way my fifth
Sincerity oozed from his every pore
Genuine generosity as well
We talk sometimes
Take walks, eat together, occasionally
Has another interest though
Only she doesn't find him interesting
For some strange reason I do
Her eyes wander, mine don't
Our meetings become more frequent
I steal his innocence, but leave the halo
He will be my angel
Already I've stolen his interest from her
He's mine...almost
One more thing though
I must conquer his heart
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