Like Love

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I see you,

Coming through the door,

Unintentionally my eyes get stuck on you,

I realize I have something inside my chest,

As it beats,

I know I am alive,

Who are you?

Why I cannot resist the urge?

Are my fantasies turning true?

I become crazy,

As my eyes meet yours,

Like a magnet, you drag me towards you,

Can I touch you?

Seems like itโ€™s the only urge left in me,

I feel shiver in my spine,

As I watch your lips moving,

Have I really found love?

Or Iโ€™m dreaming?

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  1. Goodness, this was tempting and over-whelming.

    Your presence may be a dream,
    But I hear someone scream.
    Is it you or my pulse swaying with the soft breeze,
    The distance or my insecurities pulling up as I try to seize.
    I give up in your arms and pray for the *happy end*,
    My soul longs for our union – one last blend with the trend

    Just same lame thoughts knocked me down as I read this.
    With love,
    -Naima.

  2. Hoo! Wow. Loved this one. Make your dream a reality mister!!!

  3. Wow that was cool. Not only the poem but you and globalunison going back and forth like that with the continuation. Your blog is really funny and good.

  4. No! You are not dreaming. That is exactly how I felt when I saw my husband for the first time. . .I just knew it from that very firsst moment! Lovely:>)

  5. woww!! love it!! ๐Ÿ™‚

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