The Way You Make Me FeelA Poem by paparapapaPurely descriptive poem of how he makes me feel... I think. Haha.The Way You Make Me
Feel Walking with my head
held high, Talking animatedly till
I am bone dry. But when I’m with you,
I just try and try, All that comes out - a
frustrated, shy sigh. Glares and stares, I
can do them in a snap, In my eyes, anyone feels
like lost in a trap. But when you look at
me, it only takes a clap, Averting my blue
peepers under this white cap. Jesting with me, I
simply counterattacked, Laughing so hard until
my voice cracked. But when it’s with you,
I always get sidetracked Cause you make it feel
full - my urinary tract. I used to hate the
feeling of being in my school, I just wished to sit
whole day on my piano stool. But when there were
you, I banished this ground rule. For all I want is to
look at you and drool like a fool. Before there were you,
I retire early at night. I didn’t have thoughts
of turning feelings to a write. But when you came
along, everything just felt right, Every piece of my mind,
you haunt it like a mosquito bite. © 2011 paparapapaAuthor's Note
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Added on November 14, 2011Last Updated on December 20, 2011 AuthorpaparapapaDreamlandAboutIf you would not be forgotten, as soon as you are dead and rotten, either write things worth reading, or do things worth the writing. - Benjamin Franklin more.. |


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