Tuesday, June 25, 2013

When I see you.


By no means,
does my heart skip a beat,
when I see you.
As a matter of fact,
It picks up a beat or two
and thumps hard, as if trying,
to break out of my chest
and tell you first hand,
All the things I won't.

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