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Addicted.

It was those eyes.

That attitude

The cigarette

He fit my gaze perfectly

Reading into my stare

He closed the space between us

All chaos slipped off somewhere beyond that moment 

And 'oh my god' I thought 

I couldn't keep my hands off him.  

◄ Poem without a name.

Universe. ►

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keith jeffries

Mon 5th Sep 2022 21:43

Well Jordyn,
Now I know that I am not alone in my feelings of spontaneity and impetuosity. I shall come out of the closet from now on. Seriously I loved this poem as it had that unexpected climax. Forgive the pun.
Good piece of writing
Keith

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