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 © | Year Posted 2008

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