Why; when I look at you,
Do my insides twist & turn?
Why; when you look at me,
Does my heart resemble a butterfly?
When you touch me
I can feel the current of your love
Running through to my veins.
When I touch you,
I touch not my hand or finger
but by soul,
Reaching out and caressing your heart.

Through the epitomy of Anger & hatred in this world,
We have met.
We love.
We cherish-
One another,
Yet,
Still can not have what we yearn for.
Modern day Romeo & Juliet.
Fate has brought us here.
Yet I have no fear
That Fate will take us back.

~*~MBJ~*~
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