28 April 2008 @ 10:56 pm
Poetry  
Every other guy

With every other guy I can flirt
With every other guy I can cock my head and be coy
With every other guy I can twirl my hair and toy
With every other guy I can play and smile

With every other guy I can shake my hips and steal his heart
With every other guy I can toss my head and get a date
With every other guy I can strut past and watch their jaws drop
With every other guy I can touch and whisper
With every other guy I can wink and not blush

With every other guy I can keep my mind
With every other guy I can get what I want
With every other guy I can be the one on top
With every other guy I can do this and that or that or this
With every other guy I can have my way
With every other guy I can have his undivided attention

With every other guy I can have a straight head
With every other guy I can have a smart mouth
With every other guy I can have a sense of humor
With every other guy I can remember to breathe
With every other guy I can remember how to walk
With every other guy I can keep my head high
With every other guy I can recall how to talk and think and act

But not with you
Because you are not every other guy

Because you are you
Because you make my heart stop
Because you make my body melt
Because you can have me with just a word
Because you can take me with just a touch

Because you are you
And they will never be you
Because you are not every other guy


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Ugh. I need a boyfriend. Then I can have an excuse for all of these love poems or whatever you would call them that are pouring out of me.
 
 
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