My fragile eyes, shatter on the floor,
My heart booms in my chest.
I desperately want more,
you are unlike the other wolves.
Because loving you is complex,
It's messy.
Loving you is dancing in the rain.
Loving you is kind.
It's a safe harbor outside a raging storm.
You have the purity of fresh snow a
and the humor of a teenager.
You have a smile of a thousand wishes, and eyes so deep I think I could drown in them.
Loving you is eyes like honey and hair like the sun.
laying with you on a summer evening,
Listening to all the breeze had to tell us.
There have been so many nights where I've memorized every line of your face,
And tried to count the freckles that are dappled along your cheeks.
Because when we danced underneath streetlights,
And when we walk for miles talking about anything,
Everything,
it meant so much more than a date and flowers.
I want to know your peace,
I want to know your mind.
I want to love you so much that it consumes me,
becomes me.
Loving you is joy,
pure and innocent joy.
Grasping onto each other before the world could tear us apart.
You are a guitar, let me strum your sweet melody.
My words like a chant in my mind when I'm near you:
I love you
I love you
I love you
So much that it hurts me.
And I can't bring myself to tell you.
To tell you that I would give you the moon if you truly desired it.
All of these are words you'll never hear.
Maybe for the best.
Maybe it is.
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My favorite line that I wrote was, "you have the purity of fresh snow, and the humor of a teenager" What was yalls?
I just love how you
Wrote your poem
Your poem
I believe that you were
Born to be a poet
Be happy about your daily
Achievements
Also don't think about what other's
Thinks about you
Just try to be your self
You never alone
Because God is watching you
Also remember that you are
Special
Also you should be thankful
That you have a bed to sleep on
A roof over you head
Clean water to drink
Some good friends
Also you should be proud of
Your daily accomplishments
you are so
sweet.
thank you so much
I love poetry
So we both love poetry
Yes I been a poet
For 29 years
I am happy that
You enjoyed the review
I am
only twelve,
so i appriciate,
such a experianced poet
to comment
thank you
Starting off strong with some interesting imagery, I like it!
... honey and hair is an interesting choice of words; I'm not quite sure what that's like, but sure, let's go with it.
This feels like a whole different poem altogether. I would take this out and make it its own poem and just leave in the rest of the poem after this chunk; you could have a series of poems dedicated to this person.
Drop "me" at the end; it will flow better.)
That poem
Is beautiful