Our Connection



Your brown eyes made me shake,

as I approached.

Your laugh touched my heart,

as we connected.

Your smile shook my soul,

as we danced together.

When we connect again,

smiles creep up.

Our connection,

is one not broken.

And yet, we hardly talk.


Misty Meadows

I could feel that

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