Can I ask you to leave please?
You're making it difficult to breathe
Not that I would tell you the reason
I believe my heart is committing treason
I think space would be much appreciated
I don't care what is ‘luck' and what is ‘fated'
But I would love a little warning next time
So I can try to read your thoughts and collect mine
Can I ask you to stop looking into my eyes?
I'm a bit worried that my heart is making ties
I don't mean to seem skittish and afraid
But you seem to make my walls slowly fade
It's not that I don't want to dance with you
It's just that this sort of feelings a bit new
The closer you get the worse my heart screams
And I'm a bit confused to what the feelings mean
So as much as I would love to see your moves
I think the way my thoughts are turning just proves
That you have a terrible effect on my mind
So please stop smiling like I'm a rare find
Ok then don't listen to what I say
Just keep smiling and getting your own way
Happy now? You had you ‘way too close for comfort' dance
Against you did I even stand a chance?
I think I'll take that as no
Because that kiss was such a low blow
How am I meant to resist when your lips are like a drug?
Well I have to admit, I think my graves just been dug
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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This is great Rebecca, remember it is never to late to climb out. Thank You