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At the mention of your name
Butterflies appear
At the sound of your voice
i can say good-bye to fear
At the touch of your hand
my knees become weak
At the feel of your kiss
i can no longer speak
At your slightest gaze
i melt in your eyes
At the taste of your lips
my heart sighs
At the dawn of the day
your first on my mind
At the end of the day
in my dreams its you i find.





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MorningStar15 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 7, 2009 at 2:00 am
loved it
 
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