Your smile makes me smile, Your laugh makes me laugh, Your eyes are enchanting, You make my thoughts seem daft.
Since the day I first laid eyes on you, My feelings grew and grew. In that first conversation my knees clicked and clacked, And those butterflies flipped and flapped.
And as I spill these simple rhymes, My mind goes over time and time, Why didn't you ask me to dance, During that slow song of endless romance?
I hope this doesn't seem to creepy. Please don't think my thoughts have flown too freely. Just know that what I speak is true, And that I have fallen deeply for you.
My poem is about a boy I had fallen deeply for. At a dance he came to me during a slow song, but blushed and walked away. I was mortified. But I came to the conclusion that to get him hooked I needed to tell him how I feel about him. Let us hope it worked.