I Write Poetry

I saw her standing in line of notary,
In a glance i became her votary.
Wearing a dress red,
She tore my heart in shred.
Spectacle on her nose,
My interest in her grows.
She looked at me and smiled,
I became wild.
I wanted to run to her,
But a line is what I prefer?
I looked at her as she left,
Becoming my heart permanent guest.
I now search for the girl in red dress,
I hope I get a success.



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I wrote this after I saw girl standing in front of me in a line.
She was so cute. *_*