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If this is not love

Since meeting you I will never be the same

Not even knowing your full name

There was something elusive about you

But I gave no further thought; I had no clue

Like a fallen angel you landed in front of me

Still not aware how special you would be

There was a reassuring warmth from your presence

Sometimes I would struggle to assemble a simple sentence

Finding myself drowning into your knowing eyes

Thinking about your very existence made my heart rate rise

Your slightest smile would take my breath away

Along with all the words you would begin to say

Wanting to know more about who you are

My hurting wounds transforming into just a scar

Feeling your inmost passion as we kiss and caress

Yearning to experience what words cannot express

Why does it feel like we have already met

Without you I begin to break into a cold sweat

Nothing in this world can take what is deep within

For if this is not love, then send me along to the loony bin.

 

 

 

 

 

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