You're the type of person the stars shine for,
eyes look for,
lips search for,
hearts are given to,
and thoughts linger on.
You're the type of person I could write pages and pages about,
take stacks of photographs of,
and make up lyrics to inspired melodies.
You told me you were unworthy of the poetry I use to speak of you,
but that's precisely why I speak it.
Holding your gaze,
I desperately try to convey with my eyes my perception of you
because despite all doors being open for you,
I want you to choose mine to walk through;
for I see you more than they do, despite proximity and need to show you that truly it only makes my love deepen.
YOU ARE READING
Pondering
PoetryI write because emotion spills out of me. This is a collection of my poems and other writing. "My words are tiny pieces of me, each one specially woven just for you. And I will give, and give, and give, and give, until I am nothing and I become your...
