From the moment I saw him emerging from the door that night
I was affected
He was just beautiful to look at
Then his eyes met mine and my whole body felt his presence
Thinking back to that night and every night that followed
Every time I look at him, I am taken back
Everything about him sends me into spirals
I lose control over him and I secretly love it
J. Saunders
reading your poem I feel the intimacy of a whispered heart-to-heart. – tsk
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