Presence

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ni ReFaMaCon

ni ReFaMaCon

                                    
                                              
You're passing, I'm staring,
Behind your back, wondering.
Your presence have a strong appeal,
In my sense overwhelming.
                          Never thought, never imagine,
Strange in me happened.
Butterflies in stomach,
Dilated pupil in the eyes.
                          Everything stop from moving,
When I caught you watching.
Seems like everything's hanging,
No gravity, no friction.
                          Things change from then on,
Hard to let go, hard to move on.
Like bubble gum in the shoe,
Same as wound in toe.
Remain noticeable.