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All to Real

You touch my hand,
I pull away.
You smile and look my way,
I am thinking of what to say.
My head is filled with thoughts of you,
While you walk towards me.
I have a blank stare,
and i am week at the knees.
You say hello,
I try to say your name.
But the words are all coming out wrong,
and you are to blame.
I think that I like you,
But I dont know how you feel.
I just cant seem to get it right,
But these feelings are all to real.

I like this guy!!!!

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  • Kelli Marie
    June 7, 2008

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    A nicely written poem. One line.."and i am week at the knees" You mean "weak" and in the last line, "to" should be "too". Other than that...good job.
    Kelli