Untitled1 - Poem by Kristi Ellis
As my eyes meet yours
Under this dark starlit night
I gaze around wondering if
This could all but right.
I look up into the moon
Constantly wondering is this is all a dream,
You sitting here beside me touching my hand,
My arm, and my neck.
While you lean over to kiss me,
I begin to thank could this be love
Am I ready for this.
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