I met a girl her name is Lynn.

She makes my heart flutter.

A message she sends.

Turns me to Butter.

I crave for just one touch.

Of her sweet lips.

I love her so much.

She makes my brain go on trips.

Falling for her so hard.

Cause I'm her bug. And she's my flower.
badgirlbee badgirlbee
22-25, F
1 Response Jan 8, 2013

I tryed to write one but I'm no good at rhyme poems