She's a book I can't wait to read.
Her feelings, the words I need.
Her mind a code I can't decipher.
My unfunished story and I don't know how to write her.
The constant sentences in my head.
The reason I can't go to bed.
I toss and I turn.
But for her my heart yearns.
Brown eyes take me up to cloud nine.
Sadness that she'll never be mine.
I should go.
Walk out door.
I shouldn't come back...anymore.
One book I'll never get to see.
Those words I won't get to read.
That code I won't decipher.
Not my story, I don't get to write her.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of Night and Day
PoesíaThese are poems I've written. Most of them are poems I've written at emotional times. It's not just love poems either although that is probably one of the main poem types. I just hope that someone can read these poems and take something away from th...
