Tingling Poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker
Tingling
The tingling,
the feeling
of fingers through
my hair.
The tingling,
the butterflies
that weren't
always there.
The tingling,
the tingling
my senses
awake.
The tingling,
the tingling,
just one huge
mistake.
(Itajaí,09 June,2009)
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
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