That guy was...
That guy was...
He makes me feel this rush
Should I keep in touch?
I might get the unwanted bash
He smiles at me, I feel like an idiot
So what if rumors would be told?
He waves at me, and says 'hi'
Oh, shoot! Should I now sing 'Sparks Fly'?
That guy was...
Well...
Too cute too be ignored
Too cute whom I much adore
I would not wish for more
Except that he won't be in a swimsuit
When he's in the seashore.
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Compilation of Short Poems
PoetryThoughts put into words. Sometimes true, sometimes felt.
