"Some type of way"

 You look at me,

Adoring gaze as if you're captivated-

Eyes locked with mine, 

Smile brighter than the sun...

"What?" I ask playfully

Already knowing what you're thinking,

Because I'm thinking it too. 

You play a game of tug of war,

With your words - not saying what you're thinking, as I try to pull it out of you

"When the time is right..."

You quip, 

I smirk,

Your smile gets wider

I playfully beg, acting as if I can't read what is written all over your beautiful face,

But it's there,

I see it

But you keep your lips tight,

And only say "You've got me feeling some type of way"

... "Some type of way"

As I inquire about the millions of emotions you could possibly feel, you giggle uncontrollably-

But we both know,

What "Some type of way" means

So I say back to you,

"You've got me feeling some type of way too"