It was almost like a dream, from the moment I turned and saw her face, and saw that the voice I had heard came from those lips of hers. Though there was conversation, I found that as each second that toiled by, my ability to speak was diminishing. I had ended the conversation out of haste, rather than following its natural order. Even as I hurried away, I felt as if the innards behind my belly had risen to my chest, and my lungs had entrenched themselves in my throat. My pulse had been racing faster than the paddling feet of a duck. She came and she took all away. My composure. My reserve. Mine self. The lady, with all her gracefulness and beauty, had flipped me like a coin. I was bowed over. My heart is hers. My mind too. And mine eyes. Here, take mine ears. And so followed the all of my entirety.
Notsnhoj
