My mind
goes blank
as I see
you
smiling.
You demand
for a high
five
as though a
touch is nothing.
The
thunderbolt
in my heart
heaves me,
breathing.
What a
joy in
my life
to have you
fleeting.
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Confessions of an Introvert
PoetryA collection of unspoken words Thoughts that cannot be fathomed and anxieties that I want to overcome
