The Single Stir

One single stir.

He bowed down to her.

Green eyes so safe.

Bodily curves and shape.

Her stir was how much so she was absorbed.

He held this dear stranger in his arms.

For he could not help it.

She was a woman to him.

The stir in the crowd gave them a craze.

He traced her lips like a maze.

They will forever remember they were the craze

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