Do you know
it takes my
breath to think
–that you would
reach for me,
–that in your eyes
I see such softness
mixed with longing,
–that when you
call me sweetheart,
my soul
shakes its wings?
—–
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Penelope Connor — ink girl poet
Do you know
it takes my
breath to think
–that you would
reach for me,
–that in your eyes
I see such softness
mixed with longing,
–that when you
call me sweetheart,
my soul
shakes its wings?
—–
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