Purist Form

That strange feeling,
The one in your belly
Turning your head to mush,
And your legs to jelly

No words to describe it,
You just simply know
It's the look in your eyes,
That can't help but to show

The way it takes over,
Making it hard to breathe
Knowing that if you wanted,
You still could never leave

Hands embraced in a hug,
Fingers intertwined
Love. At its purist form
Leaves you completely blind

Lonely
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