She blinked those eyes at me
and fired
and I was sunk.
She smiled and I tore my heart
from my heaving chest
and gave it to her.
She breathed lightly
and I lost my oxygen.
She turned to walk away
and I could not take my eyes away;
they left with her.
Must be love.
Lonnie Hicks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/could-be-4/
