Even this starts my heart racing

My blood pulsing faster than from the ink to this page

Hidden thoughts behind your Mona Lisa expressions

are a treasure I covet

Do your friends realize the values of these thoughts?

Do they deserve your confessions?

My countenance may seem undeserving,

but it is you who has made me so pitiful

and it is you who can make me otherwise. 


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