even
though you
did
nothing more
than
show me
something
I
couldn’t
have
and
then leave
–
as I stood there
like
an addict
without
a fix
too
suddenly –
I
can still
remember
how
you and I
used
to be:
liquid
sunshine,
lightning
dreams
surprise
flowers,
smiles
and screams
now
I know there
is
such a thing as
too
much love
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