Saw her again in a red knit blouse,

And didn’t glance but once…

Discussing work with someone else

Made it a softer punch!

He didn’t glance as she went out,

He just didn’t dare…

Weaning off of her beauty seen

Even if right in front of him there.

He felt accomplishment indeed,

Restraining eyes and heart…

Perhaps one day it won’t even hurt

To know she refuses his art!

–Jonathan Caswell

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