When...

When I see you,
I feel shot.
When I touch you,
I get hot.

When I kiss you,
I feel high.
When I love you,
I will fly.

When you see me,
You stare back.
When you touch me,
Things go black.

When you kiss me,
On my face.
When you touch me,
Our hearts race.

Then we become one,
Of the same thing.
And we then know,
We are meant to be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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