My heart skipped a beat,
I felt the shook,
Shaken to the ground,
I could barely hold it down.
It felt different,
Very refreshing,
Accommodating,
Invigorating.
You held me,
With that piercing gaze,
When you licked your lips,
My heart started to race.
Everything froze,
I was shot,
Through the heart,
Hence,
My love attack.
© thelma migue, 2009
Maybe u shud hv named it love attack instead...
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