This Thing Called “Love”
Feelings, so raw and untouched... Butterflies in my stomach at the thought of you, My mind wanders whenever I’m with you; Endless smiles, the heat rising up my cheeks, blushing at the sound of your name. You found the love in me that I’ve lost. Lost the sight of love, Until we met In this thing called “Love”. -A.V A.V. is a former Poetry Today student of Ms. Barbour's and a member of Epiphany.
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Epiphany Literary Magazine is a safe space for students at Franklin High School to share their creativity. Archives '16-'20
June 2020
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