When did you creep under my skin,
Get into my mind
And shorten my breath?
When did my heart beat faster?
When you stepped in closer to me?
When did I start to look at you
And wish you would grab me
And get stuck, lip on lip?
When did the scent o fyou start
To feel like home?
When was it that I looked into your
Treacle brown eyes and want to keep looking?
When did I first think,
“I want to hear him laugh forever”?
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