Love Hurts
Oh God! what is this fire the burns within?
Is it the twist of lovers knife?
Or the anguish from a grown child's conflagration?
Maybe it's the toothy grin exploding from a black hole deep in one's soul.
Why am I sick one minute , on top of the world the next?
Wiggled, flutter, butterfly feelings!
Conceivable
I'm in love!.
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