Your touch,
sends chills,
racing through,
my entire body.
Your smile,
sends jolts,
of electricity,
through my heart.
The words you say,
make my heart skip,
the way you talk,
makes my head summersault.
The worse part,
of this whole thing,
is I can't tell you,
and you don't even know...
Oct 10, 2010
Oct 10, 2010 at 8:16 PM UTC
Your touch,
sends chills,
racing through,
my entire body.
Your smile,
sends jolts,
of electricity,
through my heart.
The words you say,
make my heart skip,
the way you talk,
makes my head summersault.
The worse part,
of this whole thing,
is I can't tell you,
and you don't even know...
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