Love Inspired Awe
As I'm about to flee,
she smiles sweetly at me.
And my heart skips a beat,
as doubt and hope compete.
Desire lights passion's flame,
when she whispers my name,
I was awed at first sight;
and fell in love that night.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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