Saturday, 22 November 2014

Guilty Pleasure

Witnessing your smiles
Watching your moves
Hearing your thoughts
Reading your expressions
I can't help but adoring you
A figure I've been dreaming on
A person I wish I had to protect me
You make me giggle
You boil my blood
You burn my cheeks
I don't know...
You're so caring, your words are magic
I know I ain't allowed to feel like this
To have a peculiar molecule in me for you
Something I can't define
Something I ain't sure what it is called
I am prohibited to sense such thing
For you are already claimed
For you already have your own life
But it's fun to pass the boundary
To break the limitation
To cross the line
To have an extraordinary imagination
To be nuts over someone that ain't even mine
Sucha guilty pleasure, ain't it?

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