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by Marissa Cabot Mar 31, 2005 category : Love, romance / secret love
A few desks ahead, Scribbling down notes, I see you checking over what you've read. Thinking of you, my mind floats Wondering, hypothesis, probability, Thinking up plans To make you love me Using a compact, So small and discreet, When we are together, For me, it's a treat. You're a few desks behind, I can see all you do I hope - when you look - I am who you find For I'll always love you. *for those of you who don't know, a compact is a mirror. just thought you should know.* >>rate please