The excitement it brings
To my heart it clings
The way you make it beat
When our eyes meet
When it reaches the road
When we walked and strode
It ends at my humble abode
The feelings it brings to explode
Is it an old story told anew
or start of something fresh and new
Is is when writing meets the presentation
Is it my reparation and my redemption?
I am glad u wrote a poem with tone of hope
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