Urges
I try to erase
The memory of your face.
Can't really decide,
But I know I have to try.
The dimples in your cheeks...
Sometimes my knees get weak.
Should not even feel this way.
Maybe you shouldn't stay.
Temptation is creeping in.
What I'm thinking is a sin.
Friends is all we could ever be.
Even if you feel the same for me.
Copyright © Paulette Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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