Duane Francis Poetry

I can’t help but tingle when our eyes connect,
And holding your hand amplifies the effect.
Roses lean to you, just to catch your scent,
I go weak in the knees so I pray for strength.
And my mind tells me “Resistance is futile”
Intoxicated by sweeter than wine kisses,
Now I really know, what true bliss is.
Hoping for love eternal, love unconditional,
A Love so potent it could almost be illegal
And my mind tells me “Resistance is futile”
Now I find myself gushing over you,
Blabbering about you, just being you.
I must admit, you are my Perfect One,
You have even the most beautiful imperfections.

And my mind tells me “Resistance is futile”