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Like a catapult

Launching so suddenly

through my chest

And between my ribs

Tearing through walls

I so carefully constructed to keep lovers out

Yet you slip so effortlessly

Into my heart

So easily sending me

Into this state of shock

Blood thrumming

Skin tingling

Mind racing

Mouth Running

But I swear my heart stops

Frozen in place, awestruck

To have found you

And be lucky enough

To love you

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