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Terrified / Excited
The elegance of your proclamation,
Enchanting divinity of your tone.
Quaking and naïve, hidden by laughter.
My embrace belies my apprehension.
The distilled belief that you perspire
Is a pheromone that intimidates.
Gestures of your assertive intent
Arouses a medley of emotions.
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