Look Past.

Walk past the circus clown with a fake smile plastered on.

Walk past the strong man lifting weights to impress.

Walk past the trapeze artest always flying high.

Look past them and see the gentle caretaker, making sure the clown remembers to smile, the strong man remembers to eat, the trapeze is safe.

Look into His eyes, those eyes are special, there is where I want to be.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
Kind of a trip into dating again.

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salamuna
I really wish you a lucky trip wave bouquet
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