That Girl
That girl with the long hair
I pay attention
Even when you think I don’t care
That’s just an act
A mask to hide behind
Crushing on a personality
Oh so kind
That girl speaks poetry
In her normal tone
With her normal words
It sounds like Shakespeare to me
An unfinished sonnet
Speaking on beauty
that every mirror repeats
That girl knows magic
Showing me visions
Of her and I going at it
No.
These are disrespectful fantasies
My mind wants more than my body
When my heart
Just wants you here with me
That girl changes minds
Second guessing
If I could make her mine
I know I’m in line
One of many
Standing in the back
Yelling from behind
Watching her walk away
Going in the opposite direction
That girl
Leaves so many impressions
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