Pretty Girl
your eyes
like spring
like wild Flowers
and light
your Skin
like sun
warm and soft
like wet gras
on a may morning
your hair
like whisper of a touch
a sea of gold
angelic
your voice
like bees
and birds
and the oceans song
the first thing i want to hear
at the beginning of day
and the last thing i want to hear
before the never ending Sleep
could admire you
as i go
into the unknown forever
and would go
with a smile
because your look
would be the last thing
i've ever seen
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Little Poetry Notebook
PoesíaJust some poems i wrote for friends or just for myself. Nothing special, they're mostly not even about me, its just some stuff that was running through my mind and i thought it might would be cool to share with someone. hope its entertaining :))
