When I Feel You

When i feel you
            under my body my pupils dilate
            my arteries conscrit...
            You make me rise temperature.
            my heart skips a beat and races...
            My blood pressure skyrocket.
            You take my breath,
            my respiration becomes
            shallow and rapid.
            You impulsate my brain,
            put fire and burns me in
            electrical vibes....
            Secretions spit out
            and i have no control
            of my glands...
            You cause me spasms
            pressing my muscles,
            tensing my body that
           i feel i could lift tremendous
           weights...
           I feel violent, ugly, messy...
           But as a miracle all in
           love way...
           I am grateful for all
           incredible feeling i
           carry inside when with you... !
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November 28, 2019 at 4:14 AM
Thanks dear friends Jeff and Darlene, i am not back yet, i hope in december rewrite poems for you all palls... salute alkas
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November 25, 2019 at 4:38 PM
Howdy Alkas. Passion is greatly worded here. Violent is also a part of the heart. Thanks Alkas. I'm looking forward to reading more. Glad to see you're back amigo.
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November 28, 2019 at 4:12 AM
Deat Jeff not back yet, i hope in december, salute and thanks alkas
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November 25, 2019 at 4:30 PM
Hello Alka Poetry, your back!You really expressed yourself here in this poem. I hope you are well. Have a nice evening my friend. Salute Darlene.
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December 4, 2019 at 1:49 PM
Okay Alkas Poetry, Bye for now. Salute Darlene
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November 28, 2019 at 4:19 AM
DEAR DARLING DARLENE , THANKS I AM NOT BACK YET, MAYBE IN DECEMBER, KISSES ALKAS
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