Call me crazy

Call me crazy

But his ice blue eyes make me melt

Call me crazy

But his fire red hair makes me freeze

Call me crazy

But his inviting looks scare me sensleless

Call me crazy

But every word is a lyric

Every syllable a note

Every sentence is a poem

Call me crazy

He would never go

For the girl in the corner

Looking over her shoulder

Making sure no one is there

To notice her

Author's Note

Hey, so this is about one of the two guys I like, so if you hear a poem about a totally different guy, I'm not insane or a slut, I just really like them.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Well there you go . . . Crazy, I adore you! x

[SarahJo McKenzie]

I like your poem. There was typo with the word senseless but that's about all. I tend to go for more flowing poetry but the clear (I'm not sure how to spell it) you have here is elegant. I really connected with it.