green eyes
not
just a color a mood
sometimes in the middle of...
strange
out of place
you've touched me
reached right out
grabbed me
I sense my grasp on reality.........slipping
I know the love I feel is real
yours mine ours
is it the same for you?
does your mind play tricks on me
excitement making you anxious to know
love can feel like a bus
running me over or
a wind
lifting me like a leaf, gently
blowing me in your direction
often
I can't tell the difference
help me feel this, make it real
please
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