The Way You Make Me FeelA Poem by paparapapaPurely descriptive poem of how he makes me feel... I think. Haha.The Way You Make Me
Feel Walking with my head
held high, Talking animatedly till
I am bone dry. But when I’m with you,
I just try and try, All that comes out - a
frustrated, shy sigh. Glares and stares, I
can do them in a snap, In my eyes, anyone feels
like lost in a trap. But when you look at
me, it only takes a clap, Averting my blue
peepers under this white cap. Jesting with me, I
simply counterattacked, Laughing so hard until
my voice cracked. But when it’s with you,
I always get sidetracked Cause you make it feel
full - my urinary tract. I used to hate the
feeling of being in my school, I just wished to sit
whole day on my piano stool. But when there were
you, I banished this ground rule. For all I want is to
look at you and drool like a fool. Before there were you,
I retire early at night. I didn’t have thoughts
of turning feelings to a write. But when you came
along, everything just felt right, Every piece of my mind,
you haunt it like a mosquito bite. © 2011 paparapapaAuthor's Note
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