Pardon Me Miss
Pardon me, did you just,
Fill my heart full of trust,
Protect it so it wouldn’t bust,
You stole my eyes, from second #1,
You’ll know me well,
We’ll have plenty of fun,
When I see you, I can’t help but smile,
I express my thoughts,
In a very unorthodox style,
Poetry is my way to speak,
For when I talk to you, my voice turns weak.
Time will tell where we belong,
With our connection,
We can't go wrong.
Copyright © Josh Whipple | Year Posted 2013
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