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
