i am not sure how to explain his beauty.
for it is probably unfair to describe him in words only.
i'm afraid i will not do him justice.
but he has hair the colour of night.
almost the colour of a midnight sky.
eyes golden.
the colour of honey.
a perfect sunset to drown in.
he is tall.
taller than me.
but i am not the tallest, so a few people might be taller than me.
he is not large in form.
his arms and hands are like a form of art.
i want them wrapped around me.
i wish for them to wrap around me.
his voice is most angelic.
for it is soft and yet firm.
but that voice can say the most weird things.
for he said he does not think himself worthy of love.
he said i do not know him.
little does he know...
i wish to know him.
i wish to be able to love him.
i wish for him to want the same.
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ghost poetry
Poetryif you're into sad poems , poems about love , poems about life , or just poems in general then you might like this book. i don't expect this to blow up or anything, i honestly just write for fun , and i wanted to post some of the things i wrote , so...
