POEM: Adrenaline Spike Posted on February 24, 2021 by B Gourley a hot spike of adrenaline sluices into my blood not a shot, a squirt, or a drip, but an adamant flood if you can find someone who gives you that kind of feeling without fearing a certain death but, still, with mind reeling Hold on! Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc. Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp MoreShare on TumblrTweet Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
Yes, it is important to hold on to the person who makes you feel that way. Wonderful poem. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓
Yes, it is important to hold on to the person who makes you feel that way. Wonderful poem.
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Ah, yes. This poem feels right.
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“love is the drug that i’m thinking of…”
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