Fallen for it

There was a shiver,

A cold but pleasant feeling.

The hear would often murmur,

And I would be smiling.

There would be no reason,

but still a longing.

There would be no words,

but I would be talking.

My eyes would be there,

A space with dreams,

My mind would be rolling,

In unknown beliefs.

Scared I would be,

but still willing to sway.

They say it right,

It’s funny,

No matter how much I decline

For it, I would still hurry.

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