She’s so beautiful I quiver when she’s near—
My breath is torn from my lungs,
My heart balances on her words.
When she reveals her heart to me
Bashfulness turns my face red,
Vacates my hopes of speaking.
When I look her in the eyes,
Absolute beauty is held in a gaze.
I try to make sure my words are right,
Yet my lips never want to move.
DannYetmanwww.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com
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