My mind becomes awash
With the probability
The possibility
Of a chance
To brush my lips
Across your sweetest lips
As I simply go blank.
It is you that I must thank,
No words could ever compare
To this feeling
No matter where
I am,
Or where
I want to be
Within this notion
Of this self-same emotion.
I am truly set free.
This time I want
To make these feelings mine
And show how much I can care
In this way, today.
I thusly impart
Words from my heart of hearts
That are true from the start.
My feelings are true, too.

10/28/2009

Posted on 10/28/2009
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