Thrill
Wrap me with your arms,
as if I'm leaving.
Kiss my lips with yours,
even if I'm dreaming.
Drive my heart erratic,
make me feel fantastic.
Intertwine our fingers
as long as the feeling lingers.
The thrill of loving you,
how I wanted to be true.
Give me some clue,
how to be loved by you.
-Pam
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Life, as it is
PoetryA set of words, phrases, stanzas, and sentences describing the cycle of how I fell for him, and how he hurts me undescribably.
