The Crush*

by KaTLyN   Dec 2, 2005


Palms are sweaty,
Mouth is dry.
Looking at you,
Cant help but sigh.
I cant breath,
Dont know what to say.
My heart is racing,
as he looks my way.
This feeling in my stomach,
Wont go away.
But I dont mind,
It can stay.
He speaks to me,
My heart races all the while.
I cant help but smile
Take a deep breath,
and try to speak
but all a sudden my knees get weak
Palms are sweaty,
Mouth is dry.
All of this,
From just one guy!~!

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