The Waves come rushing in
like a floodgate of emotions from within.
My love for you is so real.
You have no idea how I feel.
It’s the first time I’ve felt so surreal.
My mind is spinning like a wheel.
If I don’t hear from you every few hours,
you best come home carrying flowers.
And so the waves come rushing in
like a floodgate of emotions from within,
They’re carrying me farther than I’ve ever been.
Page 12 from “The Chill Turned Warm” poems by Bonnie Gail Carter
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