Seeing you
Talking to you
Touching you
All make me smile.
An automatic response that can’t be helped
That I don’t want to help
A feeling of great calming joy
The feeling that everything is ok
Everything will turn out in the end
Two that connect as one
An ocean of feeling in only a moment
A blink in life that holds your attention
You can’t help but stare and wonder
How is it that this other person is providing the missing part?
April 18th, 2009 at 1:52 am curtis(Quote)
i enjoyed this poem. i like the descriptions of feeling. i like the raw emotions.
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