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Jun 2017
A feeling in my gut,
It drives me nuts,
My every thought of you questions,
“What”?
What
Is that creature?
So physically fit….
Without a thought,
I reached for it,
A foolish girl,
You know it is true,
What
Happened to me when I met you?
What
Did you do?
I stood
You sat,
You……
My gawd,
What was that?
©B L Costello 2017
"What" can be more important than when or where!
Written by
B L Costello  WNY
(WNY)   
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