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The first time we locked eyes
Blue is the shade of sky,
Yours is brown, mine was gray
I saw cupid the day
Shooting arrows on his prey.
The first time you hold my hand
Electric shock sent me to wonderland,
Yours is warm and soft
Like the sweater I brought
On December 24th.
Remember the day of our first kiss?
That night we took a risk,
I thought of hearing angel's singing
While we are doing a lovely sin
Inside your grandpa's old cabin.
You are exactly the man
I haven't dreamed of having fun,
Nor the fist one to hear
Three words out my mouth
As they come undone.
You brought sun in my storms
Waited for the flowers on trees to blossom,
You are the cardigan that keeps me warm
On my long winter days
Like the summer sun.
You are not a prince of any tales
Nor a character book's prevailed,
You have a lot of perfect flaws
But your love made me see
All the colors and my own beauty.
YOU ARE READING
Her Broken Letters
PoesíaThis is a compilation of the poems I wrote since the year I realized how beautiful writing your emotion was. The poems were a bit sad, some are inspired by songs, movies, or simply just by someone I stared at the bus station going to school. So, enj...
