Pretty girl

You caught my eye
That I can’t deny
I don’t know what it is about you
But my eyes are stuck on you like glue
The way you stare at me
Is guaranteed to make memories
The urge to kiss your lips
Knowing me though, I’d trip
But being ever so close
Is the thing I’ll miss the most
Should I kiss you, is it too soon?
I think I’ll try this afternoon

Reviews

[Brad Dehler]

A very nice, quaint, innocent yet provocative poem. Very sweet, i enjoyed this very much Love-Me-Softly. The inner workings of our minds....