A/N: PUCK QUINN FOREVER. =)) I hope you enjoy the poems. :)
He doesn't know what I feel about him
Every moment with him was magical
Never dull
Never like Finn
The way he touched me when we were drunk
I felt a spark
I felt something what I thought was good
His kiss
It was passionate and amazing
All my worries were gone
The way he smiles
It was beautiful
He looked beautiful
I love it when he smiles
That hair
That weird but still cute hair of his
The way he touched me
I felt secure with him
But I also felt dangerous around him
What should have not be done was done
His muscles purely remarkable
His abs were totally astonishing
I felt Goosebumps
I love the way he did me
I love the way he held me in his arms
I love the way he touched my cheeks, my hips, my thighs, and legs
I love the way he kissed my neck
I love everything about him
She makes me feel different
Good different
Different in a sense that I love it
I know I did something stupid with her
I know it was uncalled for
But it was simply different
I felt a sense of connection
I felt real passion
Unlike those moms and those other cheerios
With her it feels special
The way I touched her hips, I thought I couldn't let go
She was unusually drunk
She was merry, gleeful, and carefree
It was beautiful
She was gorgeous
The way she smiled
The way she laughed
The way she kissed
It felt so good touching her
I felt pleasure with her
I thought she would tell me to stop
I didn't
She makes me want to do more
She makes me alive
She is beautiful
She is wonderful
I love that feeling
I love her