The Way You! ! ! - Poem by Brianna Most
The way you look at me
makes me smile
i wish we could be
i promise i wont go wild.
The way you say my name
makes me get butterfly's in my belly
i hope you feel the same,
now i can say im hungry for some jelly.
The way you hold my hand
makes me think of when i was little
when i wanted to start a band,
but now i lay on my pillow,
and think to myself about
how you lick your lips
i no you like me, and hopefully you never doubt.
The way you make me pick
what to talk about
makes me wonder if you really like me,
or do you think im annoying to you or is it just because
you want what everyone else wants
and thats SEX! ! ! !
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