Beating Drum

My heart is like a beating drum,

I don't know where this feeling's from,

Maybe down from the ocean or sea,

Or maybe because you're standing here with me,

My palms are all hot and sweaty,

Not wanting to run but I know I'm ready,
I honestly don't want to leave you,

So please, stay with me, too

Author's Note

Eh, it's okay. I hope y'all liked it. So, same ol', same ol'. Leave suggestions, review, thanks.
-Willa