His eyes remind me of the beginnings of Spring after a long harsh Winter. When they look at me, I melt like ice cream in Summer.
When he touches me, oh! The butterflies! I crave his touch, his warmth, like a child and his blanket.
He makes me feel so safe and secure. When I'm with him, what is there to fear?
He is my sun, my moon, and my stars. Without him I would fall apart.
Help me! I'm falling! A day without him is an endless drought.
Help me! I've fallen! He is proof that chivalry is not dead!
He is such a gentleman! So much so, he almost doesn't belong!
He is so tall, I tilt my head up to look at him.
His lips are so soft, I'm addicted to them.
He is my love. I'd give anything for him.
Help! Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!
Help! I've fallen in love!
Help!
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Story Of My Life
PoetryThese poems are true stories about my life. I hope some of you can relate. Also just warning you now there is a trigger warning. There is a lot of talk about death and abuse as well as bullying. There is also a mature language warning.
