I love you so much and I don't know why.
I see your face - and it makes me smile.
I stare at you;
Trying to figure out what made you mine.
I came to the conclusion: the great divine.
Was it the curls?
Was it my laugh?
How did it not make you hurl?
Continue, you do, to love me, why?
"What?"
Nothing.
Secretly swimming in your eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of the Dearest Soul
PoetryPoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
