May 16, 2007 18:49
I wanna know what you're thinking
I wanna feel what you're feeling
I wanna sit beside you in the dark
I wanna hold your hand all night through.
I can't stop my pulse from racing
My heartbeat fluctuatin'
The faint half flush that rises
Everytime you look my way.
Can you tell me why I go tongue-tied?
Why it makes me giddier than a carousel ride?
I expect full compensation
For all that I feel, when you smile at me.
It's silly, I know; but some time ago I thought
Listen to my mother I ought.
It's all twisted now, you see
My senses are overwhelmed whenever you're near.
The system's screwed up, you know
This is not the way it's supposed to go
Hell! I'd give anything to find out
If you feel the same way I do.
-- By Yours Truly.
So...the secret's out - I'm writing poetry. I can't tell you why, though. It's what they call - a deep, dark secret. I'll take it to my grave - or pyre, actually - if I have to. Hoop-ti-doodle-doo!
poetry,
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