When I'm with you,
I get this feeling,
Like I'm in my own little world.
When I'm with you,
Everything around me just disappeares.
Mi stoamach herts,
I get nevous,
My heart starts pounding,
faster, and faster.
Then you hold me,
An the worlds in your HANDS
Nicholette Lowe
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-world-s-in-your-hands/
