Fist time

Fist time

A Poem by Lord of mad men

When I met you
My heart skipped a beat
My voice was scilances
But you beauty
I want to know
Everything about you
In that moment
I could listen to
you talk forever

© 2016 Lord of mad men


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Added on August 30, 2016
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