Tell Tale Signs
The face is flush
The knees are weak
The throat is dry
You cannot speak
You sweat when near
Your heart will race
You lose your breath
When seen, her face
Hands are clammy
You stutter a bit
You’ll fall if you stand
So you just sit
Yet there is no way
You’d say no to these things
Because they’re just signs
Of the love that she brings
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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