Weak

by Jazmine Jackson   Nov 15, 2006


Everytime you look at me I get weak in the knees

And everything around me starts to cease

From his dark brown eyes to his caramel brown face

Makes me lose control when he grabs my waist

And lets not even get started on how I feel when we kiss

Because as soon as it's over my minds in a bliss

To me he's the cutest, finest, and sexiest boy in the world

That's exactly why he is my world

I live just to hear his voice, feel his touch, and see his face everyday

As soon as we pass eachothers way

I love you with all of my heart

And not even death can do us apart

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  • 18 years ago

    by Autuumnbree

    Good poem, and love is wonderful when it's real, nice job..GP

  • 18 years ago

    by Jessica

    This is beautiful!!!!!