Friction

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    Friction

    Our eyes met
    our shoulders brushed 
    sparks flew and we knew
    there was something
    that was to be had
    happening here
    GOD
    had opened a door that
    I once thought sealed
    Now here you are,
    and I am unsure ~

                                        K  

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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