posted on Jun, 13 2008 @ 10:02 PM
I'm fighting the frantic feelings I have, and this fever of mine is not feining.
The need is not fleeing, and I'm falling frighteningly quick.
I fight the urge to flirt a little more, with the nice friendly man, next door.
The Temperature is up in Farenheight; like Fire, and I'm falling hard.
My flattering ferocious red shoes, he misses and instead finds my friendly eyes fixated on him as he flashes a smile from accross the Fressia Flowers
that line my drive. For the fun summer months, he'll be my flirtatious friend; Such a fox. I have to go fan myself now. Until next time my fine
friend...Flirt on, & don't Forget me.