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Nov 2015
And so it had begun
that frightful flutter in my heart
I had long dreaded it
feeling the responsibility to great.
Feeling myself not ready
no more was I now.
To take another human’s heart
in your hands
and freely give them yours?
Madness, sheer insanity.
"Do not awaken love until she please."
wasn’t that in the bible somewhere?
To late now to wait for
loves delicate advances.
full blazing passion was in my vains now.
I couldn’t stop the race of it to my heart
even if I wanted to
Madness, sheer insanity.
Was just playing around with this one, it doesn't have any personal meaning. So kind of like a fiction poem. It's not even that good.
Elizabeth Novak
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Elizabeth Novak  America
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