An Elation of ecstasy I’ve only ever encountered once… Maybe a figment of my imagination.. Maybe a past memory or a dream The evoker of emotion not of me
She got me feeling like a stoner Peaking out of my window Hoping she maybe walks by With my phone always within rage Just maybe she might call or maybe reply to old texts I had sent And just maybe I’ll finally get my fix No wait! she got me feeling like a stalker In attempts to not scare her away That’s if I ever do see her again I deny ever writing this poem about her…
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