Built up, and feeling happy.
I'm cheery and smiling.
He makes me happy.
He keeps me smiling.
I don't believe I've ever felt this way.
The butterflies in my stomach won't stop moving.
They won't settle down,
but I'm not gonna complain.
I'm built up, feeling happy, and smiling.
His hands and arms hold me tightly and tenderly.
His gaze is loving, lustful, and caring.
How did I get so lucky?
How do I deserve this?
I'm built up, feeling happy, and smiling.
His lips feel like rose petals as he plants kisses
on my neck, cheeks, and lips.
He's smart, loving, and protective.
He's my one and only.
He has built me up, made me feel happy, and kept me smiling.
Hi Chryssa, Back after a very long leave? Lovely poem. Thank you.
Yes, a school started. Busy, busy, busy. Being Drum Major, band, and school up to my ears. The fabulous life of an 11th grader.
Beautiful poem Crystal Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Made a revisit today. Loved it. Enjoyed