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May 2012
When do the lines between like and love blur?
What are the signs of that teutonic murmur that changes I like you
into I love you with just one skipped beat of the heart?
Is it not imperceptible?
Whereas love at first sight brings all the boom booms and bang bangs of a new circus in town
this feeling I have now did not come with bells and whistles attached.
There was no proclamation.
As if I'd turned my back, dropped my guard and suddenly there you were.
Brand new.
And your smile did not bounce off my eyes this time but pierced,
a spear hurled to the core of a place I hardly remembered.
After that
I held you slightly tighter
kissed you a little harder
and wished for you a lot more than I'd ever wished for me.

:)
Written by
Neil Rogers
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