A quiet that should make him disappear
With fire burning brighter than all of the gym
He’s older than the rest of them
A look that says don’t mess with him
But I’m about to commit a sin
No better yet make him a friend
Still I don’t know where to begin
I swear I might as well be ten
Then he looks and it’s a test
Something telling me give your best
Conjure up courage to kill the stress
No no no I’ll never confess
Well unless
There’s one in what he says
Just so scared to be a pest
Times up
Next machine
He’s leaving the scene
Now I’m gonna feel like a fiend
Needing that chance
Ripped from my hand
Hold up there
I’m one of your fans
Oh my words just never land
Doesn’t matter off goes Peter Pan
Not really think this one is a man
Maybe tomorrow I’ll woman up.
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Note: Getting on the treadmill or highbike is usually the highlight of my day, man other people that come to the gym!!!
Lol.
Do you have one of these?
Archaic Sugar 
Wow! Do you think you will speak to him???
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Oh I want to…gotta be braver when I see him again.
I can — ask something about the machine he’s on?
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He sounds interesting – nothing ventured nothing gained! Just flash him a little smile…(nice poem by the way!)
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I know!!! On him being interesting.. and thank-you. 🙂
xo
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Girl I love this poem !!!! It explains what I’m dealing with too now!!
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Haha!!!! Isn’t it torturous? You can’t help it, when you like someone it’s like uncertainty the whole way through.
Ugh.
Haha…
Thanks for the comment!!
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You are very funny 🙂 lmao
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:0)
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Congratulations on this poem. Love your light touch and the sentiment shines through. “Oh my words just never land/Doesn’t matter off goes Peter Pan.” I would be proud to have written these lines 🙂 🙂 Bless you and keep writing, my dear friend.
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Michele,
Thanks so much!!!!! I just wish it weren’t true!!!! Haha. Well today is another day. Off to the gym in a second, so we will see huh? Thanks so much for the comment, glad you enjoyed it. Bless you! xo
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Indeed, it’s all true!!!! Good luck with ‘Peter Pan.’ I’ll be thinking of you 🙂 🙂
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Oh Gosh…the other Michele says smile. I’m going to try to remember that. It’s funny how I like that one, quiet unassuming guy and there are these other ones flexing and flipping themselves up side down on the handle bars that are so much easier to access. Everything about them saying: look at me! Look at me! They even strike up convos about how your work out is going. This one, looks at me. Silence.
Hahaha. Ah it’s so bad. Please – think of me!!!!!! Let’s hope his lift off doesn’t kick in today. Haha.
Have a great one Michele. Bye luv.
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Oh this is great! And so much fun! I felt like I was right there in the gym with you!
**** I follow your blog but you and many others haven’t been showing up in my reader and I don’t get emails when you post like I do for most others. So, I think you are not posting. I thought I had fixed it — I’m going to quickly un-follow and then re-follow you again. *** Again, this poem is great!
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Wambui,
No worries. The name thing is happening to me, at first I thought it was because I had followed so many, but no, I scroll all the way through and some people don’t pop up unless I click through from an old comment!
WP has some problems. 0_0
Anyway, thank-you so much, concerning the poem. I’m glad you had fun reading it, cuz it felt just like this, I penned it as soon as I got home after seeing him. Haha.
Once again thank-you for the compliment, for commenting and for refollowing!!!!! Have a wonderful weekend!!! 🙂 xoxo
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Cool!
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