Array ( [sid] => 142867 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Speechless [time] => 2008-06-01 13:38:32 [hometext] => [bodytext] => My head starts spinning
like a carousel going 'round and 'round.
My heart starts beating
like a thousand footsteps on the ground.

The only time I feel like this
is when your around.
I try to tell you
but I can hardly make a sound.

I love how you make me feel
like I have nothing left to fear.
The butterflies in my stomach
help to make this all clear.

At times I may not be sure
but in the end I find it's real. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 24 [informant] => onelostsoul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Speechless


Speechless
Date: Sunday, 1st June 2008 @ 01:38:32 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: onelostsoul

My head starts spinning
like a carousel going 'round and 'round.
My heart starts beating
like a thousand footsteps on the ground.

The only time I feel like this
is when your around.
I try to tell you
but I can hardly make a sound.

I love how you make me feel
like I have nothing left to fear.
The butterflies in my stomach
help to make this all clear.

At times I may not be sure
but in the end I find it's real.

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