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It seems to me that I love you
and I'll show you this poem in a few months
when you ask me how I feel about you
or if by then you love me too
but maybe by then you'll have better things to do


your eyes are glossy and I sneak
a look and I layed my head near your neck
and shook while I feel your heartbeat against my cheek
and hopefully you'll hear me screaming in my head

*kiss me
kiss me
kiss me
 Apr 2013 m
Jene'e Patitucci
The Bible forgot
the eighth and most deadly sin,
which, of course, is Love.
© 2013 jp

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