Infatuated
What happened last night
I must have been moonstruck
I felt so giddy
My head was dizzy
Was it just good luck?
I met you for the first time
And something just clicked
I released my fears
And shed no tears
It was as if you were handpicked
My excitement I could barely contain
I wanted to broadcast from rooftops
To the entire population
But out came only a murmuration
I might be just a little insane
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
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When doubt comes in…why do we do that to our self. Good post Christine.
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Thank you Hélène 🙂
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Love your poem.
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Thank you Sadje 💕
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My pleasure
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this made me think of walking into a favourite cake shop and that one slice calling out to me.
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Lol! Yes I can see that 🙂
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Sigh! How well you have described it.
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