| Open Poetry #47 |
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Like a Drug... |
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l'artiste Junior Member
since 2011-12-01
Posts 19Washington |
Like a drug it speeds through me, starting at the most vulnerable spot, my heart begins to flutter, sending through me a shocking wave of timgles. I have an urge to be close, sitting across from you, I stare into your eyes, those amazing blue eyes. How could I feel this way? I hardly know you, you hardly know me. This love is like a drug, addicting, and wonderful. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Yep, love can be intoxicating. Enjoyed your poem. Ms. E |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
It certainly can be, as you so astutely depicted here. Nice |
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