The Feeling I Can't Explain
It wasn't love at first sight
We grew onto one another in time,
Now one look at him makes my day bright
All I want from him is to make him mine.
A scarlet blush creeps up my neck,
At even a mention of his peck,
And when our eyes meet, I panic!
My thoughts scatter as my heart gives a kick
Every thought, every word, everyday
I spend involves him and me,
I can't think straight whenever he stays
Images of him is all I see
One second I'm frozen, the next, I burn
I stumble and trip and fall and break
A touch from him makes my insides churn
He controls me, for Heaven's sake!
He understands, he cares, he's everything and more.
He sees me and knows me, no matter what I say.
He's graceful and charming, making my feeling's soar,
If you ask, I'm not okay.
I've been enchanted with the forbidden spell
That makes me a lunatic, insane!
This feeling is golden, like a bell
That chimes the feeling I can't explain.
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