Nothing Is Settled Or Is It? Poem by Iselin Steinsto

Nothing Is Settled Or Is It?



Nothing is settled
the game is still open
We got nothing to lose
and everything to gain
Still there is one
who plays in my brain

He's a heck of a guy
with an excellent charm
and his humor excites me
from dusk till dawn

He knows all the right words
though he don't realize
he could make me talk for ages
aren't that a surprise?

He plays in my brain
like a wonderful game
and I hope that one day
he will look at me and say
Hey, girl,
you got me going crazy!

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