**This just popped in2 my head and I had to write it out.
His eyes,
Oh how they shine.
As blue as the sky.
His arms,
Oh ow strong they are.
As gentle as a newborn's touch.
His body,
Oh how solid it is.
As perfect as a statue.
His legs,
Oh how muscle hides there.
As fast as a track star.
His hands,
Oh how they hold mine.
As tough as wood.
Why is it,
all his best features,
make me cry?
And why is it,
those legs of his,
walked away from me?
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Poems for Everything (Part#1)
RandomThese poems are by me, I write them from my heart. It took a lot of convincing myself to put these on here for everyone to look at. So go ahead, judge me and comment whatever is on your mind. But let me tell you one thing: One day, you could have a...
