To be in love

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When my beloved speaks,
I am spellbound by the sound from her lips,
Every word she utters touch my heart.

When she smiles and glances my way,
I cannot conceive of anything else,
More worthy of my attention.

When she reaches out to touch me,
I feel heavens door open,
Oh, to be in love.

 

J M Lysun

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