A Glance
Wanting My hands interlaced with Your's
while I stare into the oblivion
that is Your eyes
which cause a flood,
a rush
of every word ever spoken,
every memory ever shared
Your eyes disappearing with a glance.
A whirlwind of emotion
punching me in the pit of my stomach
one look,one glance
and it's back again
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