Each Time He Comes Around Poem by Airda Jones

Each Time He Comes Around



Each time he comes around
I lose my step on this ground
And I'm nowhere to be found

'Cause all it takes is a smile
And I'm melted into a pile
Feeling like a giddy child

Stealing all of my breath
Don't think there's anything left
And just out of reach so I can't get

His look of wonder leaves me amazed
Not being with him and I'm crazed
And to him, I'm just a passing phase

But each time he comes my heart leaps
And I become a useless heap
Don't know how much longer I can keep

I'm lost but never found
Buried far beneath the ground
Each time he comes around.

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