Catch A Falling Star - Poem by kwane Lamb
I saw you for the first time today
I watched you as you played
My blood was all warm
My mind at rest
you have that way with me
A small stone in a lake
I feel you all in me
You touch me everywhere
I smell your scent for the first time...
Wonderful, seductive like...
A sweet scent more then a flower...
You are not a dream...
I touched you...
I made love to you.
You are not a dream!
I dreamt, I dreamt...
I was dreaming of a shooting star....
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