Love on the Street

Yes, I look up crookedly, just a bum
on the street, but I can still see the things
you don’t think I can see – the
steps you take, the role you play
the stride with which you walk
makes its way
deep into the recesses of my heart,
out through every tear, every drop,
the liquid filled with lore and longing,
and as long as I have eyes,
which can offer love at first sight,
the greatest gift a human soul can give,
even when crouched down on the ground,
starting without a sound, I give
the only thing I have to give – LOVE.

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