Oh, at how ur touch I trembled
How at ur presence I bowed
How at the your very lips parting
I would accept word by word a flicker of my heart, a jolt of electricity
Oh, how at three words I fell victim
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Poetry of The Mind, The Soul, The Heart, And Any Other Broken Thing
PoetryHunter T Bedford Well, the title says it all (Photo credit to my beautiful friend Celine)
