The Reaction Considers the Impulse
The Reaction Considers the Impulse
Not at first glance has my heart ever been set a quiver
Never for the most skilled touch has my soul deign to shiver
Coming undone was not part of the plan
How could I entrust so much to just one man
The idea of being the moon to someone's setting sun
Didn't strike me as being much fun
But Cher said, and so shall it be
I was lost on the day his lips found me
As surely as breaths mingle, our lives will intertwine
Until the day I am undeniably his, and he is truly mine
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