I melt

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    I melt

    I melt at the sight of you, smiling at me as if you have never seen that glowing twinkle in my eyes. My stomach flutters when I hear the truck tires pull into the drive way. My body tingles as I look and see you there in the door. Patiently I wait for the day in September that we shall share a single name. I melt at how much that I am in love with you.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Clover’s Poems (4)

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    Their Smiles 2
    Your Face 1
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