With A Sweeping You Off Your Feet

Greater Than the best I've left.
Yes.
That's how I want you pleased.
Impressed!
Believing each time I leave,
Temporarily.

I want you to feel I compete,
To win your heart.
And all that comes attached to that.
I want it know by you,
There is no other match...
For you,
But me!

Greater Than the best I've left.
Yes.
That's how I want you pleased.
Impressed!
Believing each time I leave,
Temporarily.
I am definitely going to return,
With an unmistakable sweeping you...
Off your feet!

Greater Than the best I've left.
With an unmistakable sweeping you...
Off your feet!
Believing each time I leave,
Temporarily.
I am definitely going to return,
With something that touches deeper.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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