Concentrating
He sits there, so focused
He’s alienating
every fiber of my being
every fiber of my being
But somehow it still has me intrigued
I can’t bare that it’s me, he doesn’t acknowledge
We’re total opposites, I’m liquid
He’s solid
He’s the hardest book I have ever read
But doesn’t have a problem letting me know
What’s inside his head
I could stare at him for hours, even days
Hear me when I say
This ain’t a little “crush” phase
This is something deeper then the ocean
The way he gets deep with me
puts my everything in motion
puts my everything in motion
I’m stuck between infatuation
& constant temptation.
His seriousness fills me up like an intoxication
this intoxication is my admiration
this intoxication is my admiration
an old poem that i been wanting to post. i was kinda scared cause this was i think the deepest thing i ever written...at the time. i saw the picture and tried to say what i think she's thinking...
think i did a pretty good job. :)
- Janelle
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