How can he make me feel like this?
I’m nervous but it’s wonderful,
I want to smile and I want to cry.
This world is spinning and stopping, all at once.
It’s shifting beneath these weary feet,
feet that are tired of running, and a soul
that is tired of fighting.
This body wants to crumble into his
arms, and sink gently into his depths.

madam
your poem reached the highest peaks of love
enjoying the ecstasy to the full. a nicely crafted poem
reaching the hearts so fast.
supani123@yahoo.com

Thank You.

Sounds like love. Could it be? Great write! touching, passionate, evocative. Well done, Mandy...well done.

Kevin

I must confess, it is love...oy here we go.

Wonderful poem Mandy. I think you've got love down exactly. That's what it feels like, alright.
Keep up the writing. I love reading your poems.
Michelle

Thanks Michelle I love reading your poems too. I know I don't always comment on them but everyone that I have read has been excellent.