When she walks into the room,
I can hardly breathe.
Her beauty blinds me
and I'm surrounded
on all side. I'm sure
that from this
there is no reprieve.
Her smile has me entranced
she looks at me and her eyes
make my heart race with
just a mere glance.
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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