You Are Sweet

Meeting you was strange,

for you were always,

looking my way,

work was fast-pace,

& you were at a daze.

One cloudy blue day,

I turned to look at you,

admiring your sweet voice,

so from that day forward,

we began to communicate.

Now we are together,

kisses so tender & sweet,

for I can not believe,

you are sweet to me,

& this is how it will be.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem goes to 'Salvador'. Also in Spainish.

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