what I learned about respect on the unfamiliar side of unrequited
my tiny heartbeat feet do a jig
for dimples playing peekaboo with a scarf
still, her crackling smile warms my lips
even from a lawn chair’s distance
love will not insist on tasting
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So much is packed into this small scene. So much is spoken between the lines. Well done!