BabeA Poem by QuietPoetHe called me babe :)
Babe When I read that he called me babe I sat there looking at it Smiling on my face And in my heart Its just something about the word That makes me feel so special I get butterflies every time I think I like it more than my own name I only like it when I love the person When another guy says it A complete stranger It doesn’t hit my heart Like it does when he says it Its just something about the word That makes me so happy I hope he calls me babe more © 2008 QuietPoet |
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