I tell my mind not to think of you
I tell my eyes not to look at you
I tell my mouth not to smile
I tell my heart not to love you
I tell the butterflies in my stomach to go away
I tell my hands not to touch you
I tell my knees to stop walking toward you
I tell my feet to stop fallowing you
I tell my spine to stop getting shivers
I tell my skin to stop getting Goosebumps
I tell my hair not to stand up when you’re around
I tell me to stop loving you
But my body is extremely stubborn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Katelynn, it sounds like your body has a mind of its own? Good poem, I like the end. Brian