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Hi
It happens whenever I see you
My heart takes a flight to the moon
Outside I pretend not to notice
But inside does my essence attune
To the slightest movement of fingers
To a twirl or a twist at your hair
To the graceful way that you walk through the room
To the minutest shift in a chair
To your style in manner of speaking
To your beautiful smile and face
And how my heart longs to be with you
In time, in motion, in space
Copyright ©
Andres Luis Bigote
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