Untitled -- 4.19.2005

I find the more I spend time with you

The more I learn

that you are not just someone to pass the time with.

We are digging ourselves in-

deeper and deeper

but i think i like it

i dont think i mind

because the more you talk the more i listen

and the more you look at me

the more i see.

The feelings I get aren't those I've had for quite awhile

you are making my toes tingle with happiness

and my stomach is crazy with bubbles

you put your hand to mine

and i feel a wonderful warmth

a connection not often felt-

the poise, congruency, and allignment

seems to be just right.

Our talks and jokes and sarcasm

are all adding up so great

what can i say-

maybe this is fate

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is the first poem I have ever posted for all to see!!

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