Your nose wrinkles up
And your eyes look like
They're almost shut
Every time you smile
It's a tragedy really
Since you have the most
Beautiful golden eyes
I've ever seen, especially
When they get that
Twinkle, that sparkle
And you smile, knowing
That you've made me do
Something I would never do
In front of you for
I tend to live mostly
Inside my own head
But you claim your victory,
Leaving me on my knees
Begging for more, honey,
More of you in my life
But they don't understand,
This world thinks you're
Just a silly girl
For they don't know you
Like I do, and
They don't see you
The way I do
So climb on up, my love
And live inside me
Wear the crown that
Most queens would envy
As you sit on the throne
Of this lovesick heart
And wait it out till
We're ready to show them all
What it is we're worth
For, honey, we're worth it all
15 comments:
Your poetry is very special. I understand your love for writing, and I appreciate it. I write poetry also, but nothing of mine expresses as much emotion as these poems. Thank you so very much for sharing.
Aww thanks - thank you for reading :)
nice!
This poem is absolutely beautiful. I love it.
Thanks!
Reading this poem brought tears to my eyes. Felt like it was written from the heart.
hope she knows
bout the wrinkles on her nose
and the tragedy of her eyes
just make sure she knows
ok?
i am a fan.
Beautiful poem. =]
Oh I love this. I love this I love this poem
I think that this is a beautiful poem! I can only hope that someone feels like this about me someday. I stumbled upon it and it really brightened my day.
Thanks everyone!
what kind of eyes are golden? don't tell me you're into white girls mr. mehta.
Would it matter?
I love the rhythm of this poem. Rolls off the tongue well.
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