Coming back into my room,
as I twist and turn on the carpet floor
to get on my cumffy bed.
The smile wont go away,
and all I can think of is that night,
you and me,
when I do,
I giggle-
it's unavoidable.
Maybe someday we can be somthing,
just the thought gives me butterflies,
what have you done to me?
You have turned me into a different person,
so congradulations,
you won me.
It's a giggle at the thought.
And even though this wrinkled shirt,
I'm curious to elsewhere of you.
Lovely,
you won me.
Even though I can't stop
the giggles
and the butterflies,
nothing will stop me
to get you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem