What You do to Me

by Brooke Telkamp   Jun 4, 2007


Your touch,
even the simplest brush of your finger tips could make me tremble
Your kiss,
The shortest caress of your lips makes me weak
Excuse my talk
But I don't how else to describe what you do to me
You make my whole body numb,
My brain just plain out go all out dumb
It's hard for me think,
Let alone breathe.

I enjoy every second I am in your arms
Every hug
Every smile
Every look
Your voice can make me calm
It's as though you hold my heart in your palm.

You make all of my fears of this not lasting,
Flutter in my mind, almost as if it's just a thought passing
By in a dream

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