Tousled FeelingsA Poem by SammMGFor that special someone...With tousled hair and a bashful smile A sense of clarity is given on something unknown to me Something foreign, an infection given by charisma? Something warm, perhaps an elevation of the heart? Whatever the case, I can feel it growing How the need of proclamation claws at me My name in a spotlight with yours beside While we wave to the envy of onlookers Or for the covers to envelop us As we fall down the hole into our own wonderland No wonder we preach about this everyday The prize that seems to always be falunted about As if we're the winners of a hard fought clash And the reward is ours to take in pride Whether time will pass and possesion is lost For right now, you make every bit count © 2015 SammMGReviews
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