Blanche Wagstaff says:


“If I think of you,
I quiver from head to foot.

If I think of you
tears flood my eyes.

If I pass you my heart quickens
to suffocation
and the blood seems to leave my body.

If I look into your eyes
a sudden fire burns in my veins.

If I touch you
I am as one possessed with madness;
my arms tremble and
my limbs totter beneath me.

To love you is to suffer
the pangs of an intolerable agony.”


8 thoughts on “Blanche Wagstaff says:

  1. Paloma says:

    Wow… what a way to say “you make me sick, dude”! Lol

    Sorry …. bring a smartaleck… on of those days; )

  2. Oh! I love feeling ALL of that, Blanche! The BEST kind of “pain”!
    HUGS and Happy ❤ Day, SweetC.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🙂

  3. ktz2 says:

    . . and I have sweet memories of feeling exactly what she did about someone !

  4. ktz2 says:

    People seem to think back in the olden-olden days women were pretty decorations (those who weren’t servants of some kind). . but ‘grrlz’ had it goin’ ON !

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