Sweet Dream

When I see you,

I turn a deep shade of red.

Just think of what you do,

When you turn your head.

When I speak to you,

I'm on cloud nine.

A fantasy come true,

I feel like your all mine.

When I touch you,

My heart flutters like a butterfly,

Just brushing by you,

I feel that I might die.

When I hold your hand,

It feels like one is two.

I really do like you,

Too bad you don't like me too.

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