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It all started that day
When your hand touched mine
Accidentally with intention
A spur of current
Running through my spine
Butterflies in my stomach
Birds above my head
The day I gave my heart to you
I often found myself lost since
In those eyes when they look at me
In the kisses and touch
Which leave me speechless but merely moarning
Charmed by the witty talks
That I can hardly hide my smile
Wet in your shower of love and sweet talks
Lost in words
Everything around you and I
Becomes poetry