Lisbeth Palme Poems

How do I tell you this

Knowing all you know about me..
How do I express what your eyes do when I'm not sure of their intent..
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Your stare ignites the sparks in my sad eyes not of joy but of something much more...
Your touch cools my furious heart but raises it just enough to pump something much more...
Thoughts up on thoughts as I try and get my tongue to roll out what my mouth wants to say...
But I guess it knows of it's power to bring words to life and dares not to utter those words... I.. I.. L......
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