Make Poetry

Hi, there! This is one of my Poetry, one of my activities that I do in my holiday. Because, I can't go anywhere,my mom is busy to prepare everything for the trip... Okay, this is the poetry;

STRANGER

(By : Aini Putri . W)

Do you know antigen?
When a stranger that is known as antigen comes in to the blood plasma...
The part of it will come decomposing...
And antitoxin will bring it to the death...
But, the kind of antitoxin in my blood doesn't exist for the stranger like you..
(cieeeee... hehehh)

You came along when my body was producing more leukocytes...

as the protection ...

But, the protection that I built since a long time becomes no matter anymore...

You're the stranger, that came to my blood...
But you're bonding...
Boiling the erythrocytes, become warmer ...
When I have accustomed , you're letting me hang out...
When I'm happy with you...
You seem like wanting to test me...
But, when I'm kinda upset...
You're bonding again... boiling again...

Telling something that I want...

I was glad..

Then when I got my mind to be with you,

You're getting closer...

But, you're smilin' in silence.. silence...

Go far away long time... so long..

So long, when I'll go...

Hey, stranger....
I've been accustomed...
Why are you so meaning for me?
While you maybe weren't meaning to do that... :')