When you touch me
it's a rush
When you smile
it's a rush
When you kiss me
it's a rush
When I hold you
It's a rush
You have no sense of how you make me feel
The touch, the smile, the kiss, the way you feel in my arms.
It's such a rush.
-J
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Mindless Matters- Poems
PoetryJust a bunch of poems of things that I think about, mostly about what I've experience: physically, mentally and emotionally, some good, some not so good, enjoy.
