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The Boy

By Soulslulluby

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

When I stare into those brown eyes I get tangled in magic… Listening to your sweet voice I just have to sigh. Butterflies invade my stomach With your simply soft touch… When you smile at me, I can’t help giggling. I look forward towards seeing you… I daydream about our kiss… I jot down poetry… I scribble your name… I carry on like a school girl, But I really can’t help it… You make me feel special; Among other things. Written March 19th, 2002 © on Mar 19 2002 11:11 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8

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