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May 2012
With every day that passes by
the conjouring thoughts of you never leave my mind
The infactuation your spell binds me with
raddles my senses into a saturation

Twisting and Tugging at my every emotion
My heart begins to lurch
My knees begin to weaken

When time comes to make our greeting
When our bodies collide
I plan to be captivated
by your entire entity

Our time will be made of continuous serendipity.
Written by
Anna M Rella
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