emily fortney

Rookie (december 3rd 1801 / sydney australia)

Mr. Deeds

Poem by emily fortney

hard to breathe, it feels like floating,
so full of love my hearts' exploding.

mouth is dry, hands are shaking,
i am yours for the taking.

acting wierd and not myself,
dancing around like the keibler elf.

now it's time for this poor shlub,
to know how it feels to fall in lub.
copied from Mr. Deeds! ! ! ! i luv it

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 26, 2011