Weak Spots Xvii
Heat building in the cheeks,
As disclosures are expressed,
Written on pieces of paper—
Realizing—they felt it too—
Quaking within at the thought of
Love becoming more than a word
Escaping the lips—
But ceaseless spurts of action
—Joys and pains both,
At the notion of open affection
Anxious minds grasping at once
For the comforts of connection
As the lungs upsurge in and out,
The rise of it all is more than action—
Love becomes habit—
Love becomes function
2.17.20
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