It’s Sunday morning I run down to the park We lock eyes while you’re strolling by Electricity ignites deep inside Do I stop Do you dare say hello Do we say anything at all So much we want to say So much we want to do So much we’ve longed for To only have this passing moment Let’s not waste it Wondering ‘what if’ Let’s not go another day without knowing How it will feel when we kiss
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This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One
