When the colour rises to my cheeks
you become less discreet
I had so much to say
but you silenced me at the first “Hey”
From then on I was not me
it was just awkward chemistry
We talked of all things dull
with hormones of a tamed bull
The food is an excuse to look away
as with the eyes you make my heart sway
I cannot hide and I don't want to
you got me where I only want you
You're painfully good looking
especially when I'm leaving
One more time
One more way
You've won my heart
What more could I give away?
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Felt old enough to write this. :)
3 comments:
am i old too? i thought it was awesome :P
ha ha ha! well i've heard someone say you're as old as you feel. :)
hey thats was some thing weirdly koooool awssun poem their
keep the spirits up....
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