Dear, Lover
Oh how I love you
I love your eyes
Your nose
Your smile
Your messy hair
Your horrible laugh
Your cheesy Italian impersonation
But
Dear, Lover
You need to comprehend
That it is not just your beauty that I want to commend
I love your personality
The way you talk
The way you walk
The way you act
JUST YOU
But
Dear, Lover
Are you really willing to change?
For others?
Just because they can't see your inner beauty?
But....
Dear, Lover
I'm crying
My inside
Is dying
Why can't you understand?
I want to stand.
By you
Only.
Dear, Lover
I don't care if you are mean
You make my heart gleam
You always defend me
So let me mend
And fix
All of you
Dear, Lover
Scratch that
You are too perfect to change
All I want is your love in my range
Dear, Lover
Why are you so sad?
Because of them?
Well then I'll stab....
Dear, Lover
You aren't the only one that gets jealous
For hell shall be made
If they make you fade
Dear, Lover
Don't you know?
That
Our
Love
Is
Specially
Made
YOU ARE READING
Poems from the heart of Ariel Cross
PoetryThis is a poem. Interpret it as you will. This is all emotions, so don't accuse this of bullying. This poem was made out of past experiences, and is made to stop racism. With that being said, enjoy!
