Helding hands of you, my heart speeds up, there are voices everywhere, but none of us care, we gaze into each others eyes, perfectly still, only our feet is moving, everythign seems to stop We all knew, the night has come, we can enjoy, each others love, without a secret.
I've gotten that feeling. The sweaty palms. Rosy cheeks, the nervous stuttering. But I guess it never ended that way. They were just crushes after all. :)
Good poem, love how you put your words in there, even if you haven't experienced it. That's a great writing skill. :)
In love yes, the world stops spinning, you see only perfection and no flaws, or is that infatuation probably, sweet poem, the first line needs some attention
'Holding', 'Everything' - typos I guess. A simple and blissful piece. And don't say 'never been in love'. It necessarily doesn't have to be the Love of humans alone.
Keep writing.
(PS. I've written such a Night Love piece. So, when you have time, kindly review my 'Tonight' poem. It's just about the top. You shouldn't have much trouble finding it).
Love, to me, is more daily than that. That moment, though, I felt on my wedding day, seven years ago, when we were dancing to our second dance. It was a moment that was as fragile and special as a soap bubble.
Sorry everyone, but I didn't go on this site regularly, I also turn off my read request, but will be up as soon as I find this site... worth spending time on
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