What is this feeling? The feeling of butterflies tingling in my stomach The feeling of being nervous, unable to unscramble my words Why is it that I feel this way in front this blurred figure Who is he to me, who am I to him He looks at me in a funny way and smiles, I turn away What is this feeling I say He’s just a shadow in my dreams and I may just be a shadow in his What is this feeling Why can’t I stop dreaming about him Does he care? Do I? What is this feeling why can’t I get him out of my head I see him in my dreams again, he’s more visible I call out to him “Who are you?” I say He doesn’t reply but comes close enough to disappear inside me showing me who I really am. Now I've found my voice What is this feeling, this is a feeling of many.
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