I think about you minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day. I plan out what to say, you have no clue just really how much I think about you. I try not to stare, then my eyes meet yours once more, that shine in your brown eyes like looking into a sunset right in front of me, your smile as soothing as the sound of the ocean, as rare a beauty as when the sky changes color. You are unique in a rare and good way.
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Baltimore Beat is publishing poems from participants in the group Writers in Baltimore Schools, which offers programming that builds skills in literacy and communication while creating a community of support for young writers.
