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Sunday, August 05, 2007

Tickling my insides

Butterflies in my tummy
Sweat in my palms
Ears and eyes alert for that tone.
Hands reaching out for the phone
Warmth filling my whole
What is this tickling feeling in my soul?
My lips are sealed but my smile may give me away.
But not even I understand.
All I know is that the feeling is warm and I don’t want it to go away.

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