Infatuation

by The Fly   Aug 2, 2005


I watch her bright blue eyes in the freeze frame.
Her long brown hair and her gorgeous smile.
I burn for her so much, i can't even think,
But shes gonna be making me wait awhile.
Her face like the moon in a clear dark sky,
Shining so brightly, sticking out so much,
I just wished that i could reach out with my hand,
And gently feel her, a magical touch.
And i like her so much, i can't explain,
I feel as though it has to be love.
Because every time i see her picture,
I just can't ever get enough.

Infatuation.
Infatuation.

See her beauty flowing in the halls.
I want to go up and say hi.
But every time i think of what i should say,
I only just begin to cry.
Her body like something out of an art museum,
Its glory there for all to see,
She just doesn't have a clue, does she?
Of what she means to me.
And in my dreams every night,
There she is, there she walks,
And every second of the day in my head,
I hear her voice, yes she talks.

Infatuation.
Infatuation.
I have for her what i can't describe,
Infatuation.

She wears her crown like a beauty queen,
Every move shes made, i have seen.
I wished that one time i could say,
That i was hers for just one day.

Infatuation.
Infatuation.
I have for her what i can't describe.
Infatuation.
Shes like nothing else, like from a secret tribe,
Infatuation.
Her beauty like a drug i can't resist,
Infatuation
In my dreams, its her I've kissed,
Infatuation.
I think about her always and forever,
Infatuation.
I wish, pray, hope and dream of us to be together,
Infatuation.

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  • 18 years ago

    by ├Truely_Spoken┤

    Heya.. great poem... i likd it. Listen, wehn you have the chance.. could u rate&comment my new poem A wishing Dreamer? I would appreciate it.. Well keep on writing.. and good job!