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    You have no idea what you do to me.  I long for your gaze upon me.  I forever wonder if you can throw away and supress the feelings that encompass your soul.  Blinded to forever keep you afloat in the misery of this emotion we call love.  Why do we act as we do to impress and encapsulate another being so we don't wallow in our own sorrow of traveling and discovering the adventures in which we have donned circumstances of life.  None of which have been chosen by you consciously but subconsciously.
    The touch of your hand sends chills throughout as though I have guzzled a vile of poison.  Every piece of me is now forever scorned of the memory of you.  Will I ever love another as I have loved you.  Time will tell but in times absence the serenity of your voice is my poison.  Nerve impulses send chemical reactions to my skin and brain causing me to smile.  That one place in time where time freezes.  I am there alone on a stool with a grin from ear to ear as the memory outside that bar that night.  I took one step I never believed I would take.  Eyes sparkles as my palms got sweaty and my heart raced  as you took my hand.  I was someones poison.
     Rotating around the dance floor as everyone looks on.  I was an angel without wings floating in what was to me waves of inspiration, jealousy, lust, and up most admiration.  The beat of his heart, the smell of his skin, lifted me higher than I've ever been.
     And here i sit today with a smile on my face on a stool sipping my poison little by little.  Hoping to once ride the waves of admiration and jealousy but maybe that's for another day

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[Coyote Poetry]

I like this story. Your description made the story come alive. I like the character in this poem. She seem to be organized and deadly. A excellent story.
Coyote