When you're not around, My Heart sinks into the ground. Deep into the soil, Though my love shan't recoil. When you are around, The rooms filled with sound, A thumping beat, I squirm in my seat. You make me nervous, Blood rushes to the surface, To my flesh on my face, You make my heart race. If only you could see, These things you do to me, Maybe then you'd understand, How much I just want...Read On
Added: 14 Aug 2011 | Category: Love Poems |
Avg Score: 4.86 |
Tags: love longing wanting distance
| 3 Comments