For today’s Word High July challenge
The preposterous notion of love,
Of hearts, flowers and doves.
A tale for the little children,
I’d mock it, often smirking.
However little did I know,
its magic was already working.
When I first saw you,
just really saw you be,
I went weak in my knees.
Something in my icy heart,
just began to slowly melt.
Butterflies, fireworks, violins
Nothing like I’ve ever felt.
But when you finally smiled,
I knew the notion of love
was unwillingly,undeniably, finally planted.
For when you looked at me,
I knew I was completely enchanted.
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