Here We Stand Again

You’re a drug,
I swear,
or maybe it is just fate,
but I just cannot seem to stop coming back to you.
You say the words,
and I come running,
believing,
and taking chances I told myself I wouldn’t.
How do you do it?
Draw me in so near,
steal my heart so quick,
and leave me so satisfied that I crave you even more…

Under the moon
shinning bright over us,
I say “I love you” –-
Here we stand again.

by Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer

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