Love

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What is happening to me?

It feels like I am moving,

But I am standing

Still.

I see you every time I close my eyes.

My heart skips a beat when I see you.

It happens every time.

My heart almost stops too.

Can you not see,

What you are doing to me?

It could be the way,

You look at me.

So mysterious,

Almost...curious.

It sends chills,

Up my spine.

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