I could see the clear picture that I was turning red whenever you look at me,
If this is fantasy so let it be.
The steadiness of you walking down the hall,
Gives me the butterflies call.
Forever you would be mine, is what I always say,
But I shy away from nature's sway.
If you could just hold my hands,
And see that we are meant to be.-Divine.O.I.
# De-ville
YOU ARE READING
You will Forever be my Always
PoetryMessages passed across the class room and people read it out loud and laugh