TDH

6’5 and blue eyes
the kind that taste like kryptonite
he talks just like
a hot summer night
turns my cheeks red like sunburn
and the moon is a spotlight
and my stomach twists just right —
did you know butterflies come out after sundown?

tall, dark and handsome
smile like that should be illegal
I think to myself
as I run like hell
from strong hands
and thick hair
and stares that linger
I pace til my feet hurt
god, he’s really got
this whole damn world
wrapped around his finger.

I hold on tight
but this feeling just might
overcome me
and stun me
is it just me?
or did the temperature rise
when he looked in my eyes
now I’m sick with a fever
praying to a god I didn’t think existed
lord knows i’m a skeptic,
but tonight let’s forget it
cause even the cynics,
he’ll turn into believers.

i’m so down bad
is it too soon to laugh?
I make too many jokes
as I try not to choke
on the words I picked carefully
and I must look so silly
in my dress and my makeup
might as well be naked
I feel so exposed
and god only knows
just how long i’ve wished for him.