A Triolet of Love

Escaprile Prompt #8: A Love Poem

You steal the breath from my very lungs when you enter a room

I hope that I can make you feel the same way

But I never know where the line is between flirtatious and lewd

You steal the breath from my very lungs when you enter a room

Everything feels like pieces without you, your affection is my glue

I dream of the day we will lounge around, entangled, every day

You steal the breath from my very lungs when you enter a room

I hope that I can make you feel the same way

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