So bemused; what to do?
My hands…they shake at the thought of you
Stomach does flip flops; knees go weak
Tongue gets twisted; I can’t speak
Yet, when I’m with you, my feelings change
I’m suddenly different at the sound of your name
I’m no longer moved by your crystal blue eyes;
Your gorgeous laugh or virile disguise;
No more do I smile at the mere thought of you
No longer infatuated with the way that you move
And at that point I decide it’s all in my head:
I don’t want to curl up in your arms in my bed
I don’t want you to whisper all night in my ear
I don’t want you to tell me things all girls long to hear
I don’t want to feel your arms wrapped around my waist
I don’t want your kisses all over my face
I don’t want to slow-jam while we’re all alone
I don’t want to swap “I love you”s over the phone
Ok… I’m lying.. I want all of this; I do
But that’s my secret and I’ll never tell you.
It is great to try writing what you like to feel real happiness.
Thank you so much for following my articles.
You are welcome in London.
Best wishes
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