It's this one girl that can't escape my mind
though her attention I can never seem to find.
She's beautiful and amazing in so many ways.
I bet many men turn stone from her gaze.
Finding the way to her heart has to be like making it through a maze.
Because, even in the simple act of walking, she has pageantry.
SHE is so real I wonder how God could have imagine thee.
And when she's there the sun shines just alittle brighter.
Making my heavy heart seem just a little lighter.
But like a star to the sky she's bound.
While I can only sit here and watch, stuck on the ground.
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Poetry for the Soul
PuisiI write, I write, I write I write away my sorrows. I write until my words run swiftly into my dreams, Through my nightmares they run smoothly along this page, Leaving a trail of ink that will one day fade. No matter how this page may end contorted...
