Should I say she's the first sip of coffee, each morning?
But she gives me more energy
Should I say she's the light that shines through my blinds in the morning?
But I dread her more than it.
Should I say she's as transparent as a mason jar?
But her emotions are so well hidden.
Should I say she's as beautiful as a spring day?
But her beauty is beyond comparison of simple nature.
Should I say she's as dainty as flower?
But her looks portray less of her than her personality.
Should I say I'm intrigued with her in every possible way?
Well you might say that.
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..Sonnets for somebody..
PoetryNot actually sonnets, just free verse poetry. These poems are for the words I'm afraid to say to their faces. They're sonnets for somebody, I'll let you decide.
