You looked really beautiful
The last time I saw you
Only briefly,
but you took the wind from underneath me,
and my breath left me stranded where I stood
I'll go and find an electric fence,
and wonder when you'll want to see me again
Just for a second
I'll count to ten
We share something spiritual
I'll internally call you
Only briefly,
Your smile still floors me like I always knew it would
I'll go and find an electric fence,
and wonder when you'll want to see me again
Just for a second
I'll count to ten
Me and my electric fence
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Frankie Martinelli
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it's a gift to weave emotions into such vivid imagery!
I want to know more about the back story here!