Feeling

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    Feeling

    What is this feeling inside of me?
    This bliss, this rush, it's not just a crush.
    This way I feel when you are near,
    your voice, your touch, it's all so real.
    And when you look into my eyes
    this feeling I can no longer hide.
    My knees get weak, my arms won't move
    what's this feeling going to do?
    But it's not at all bad, I feel so free
    that the happiness simply overwhelms me.
    This way I feel when you get near,
    it took so long but now I see,
    this feeling is your love for me.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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