Saturday, February 15, 2025

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His eyes look like lightening 
And his hands might as well be the source 
Of every powerful emotion 
Coming to course through my unwieldy mind 
Oh, but why 
Must he spark such excitement 
With just the wink of one eye
Staring straight through my soul 
To the depths of every question, 
Why? Oh why, do I feel my resolve
Shatter at the moment his intoxicating 
Voice clatters through the ramparts of my 
Broken heart, like it might restart
Oh how, this man could tear me apart 
In an instant 
Flash 
No resistance
I’m lost to his electric 
Touch
it’s too much 

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