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A Poem by Tiffany K. Charles

There is something about you ..... That makes me feel the way I do. You take me out of myself. And carry me to cloud 9. A complete and total natural high. There's something about you. That makes me feel the way I do. You kissed me and I lost my soul. I found it again. When I was in your arms. There's something about you. That makes me feel the way I do. You are what I need and everything I want. And nothing that is wrong. There's something about you. That makes me feel the way I do. I'm flabbergasted. You leave me speechless. Silence is how we speak. There's something about you that I can't place my finger on........ AAHHHHHH.... Let me see...... I know what it is...... You like me for me.... there's something about you. That makes me feel the way I do. The way I do. I wrote this for you.......



For Rick.


Tiffany K. Charles


© 2017 Tiffany K. Charles



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I liked these words a lot.
"You like me for me.... there's something about you. That makes me feel the way I do. The way I do. I wrote this for you....... "
The above lines are true. When someone loved us for who we are. We are very lucky. Thank you Tiffany for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I liked these words a lot.
"You like me for me.... there's something about you. That makes me feel the way I do. The way I do. I wrote this for you....... "
The above lines are true. When someone loved us for who we are. We are very lucky. Thank you Tiffany for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tiffany K. Charles
Tiffany K. Charles

Hollywood, FL



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