Thinking Of You
At my first glance on you I knew no moreMy second glance made my brain rest
Had I ever felt that before?
The moment I spoke to you
I was ice blocked and when you replied
I became a molten man
As I laid on my bed I thought of all these
I asked my self "Who are you?"
As I turned I saw you walking.
I changed my position I saw you sitting
I closed my eyes I saw you walking
I turned on my radio I heard your voice
I ate I saw you chewing
I watch my TV you were the presenter of the program
What shall I do that you will not do?
Poetry by kid
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Written on 2006-09-01 at 13:48
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