Since the very instant.
It was instinct.
The distinct feeling.
For instance.
For one chance.
At this romance.
Your glance.
That threw a lance.
At my heart, in advance.
The beat that dances.
And with the sense.
Of the intense feeling.
I feel for you.
Unexpected.
What you did.
To my heart.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
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