boy in love
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Boy In Love

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You dial the number not thinking straight
The phone rang four times – ringring-ringring.
And you ask yourself “why is this happening?”

You put the phone down, not waiting for the answer
There is no way you can speak when you’re thinking about her
In your mind pink mouth, brown eyes, dark hair
Your own little angel, your own Lady Fair.

You’re a boy in love, talking with a stutter
Falling on your knees at the mere sight of her,
You open your mouth, no words come out
Deep inside your dying without a doubt.

You pick a love poem you want to recite
Open your notebook with a love letter to write
The words overflow when you’re alone
But when you’re in front of her you’re dry as a bone.

You’re a boy in love, foolish, irrational
As if you’re life was one-dimensional
You hone in on her, the love of your life
Not knowing that every step is lined with a knife

Foolish, foolish boy in love
Floating in the heavens like a white dove
If you open your eyes you will see the signs
The signs that say “Danger” in red, red lines.

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