Sweet Agony
 
Coming to work is such sweet agony,
Knowing you'll be there.

You're a beautiful distraction,
My mind is unaware.

My body feels each move you make,
As we work throughout the day.

My eyes keep hoping for a glimps of you,
Each time you walk away.

By freespirit30

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