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FloatingI am on the ground, Then you walk in, And I gasp For not only are you as beautiful as an angel, But I cannot feel the floor I am hovering, Floating For you lift my soul with your very essence I feel as if a cloud swept me up, Yet there are none around Just your beauty Your graciousness that allows me to defy gravity ~Lifted by my passion for you... ..............Or is it your passion for me? By: Eric Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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