I can never think of another,
While I’m with you I walk on clouds,
The simplest of words get caught in my throat,
like a fish hooked on a line.
Why’s it so hard for me to breath?
I’m struggling for release,
An upset Cupid pulled the trigger,
to prove love is true.
Now I look like a portrait,
My smile’s fixed on you,
Eyes reveal my desire,
And there’s nothing I can do!
By: Brandy Ruiz
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