The first time I laid my eyes on her,
I wish I was a little braver;
Wish I could tell her how I felt,
The courage to say, I could not garner.
I wanted to caress her silky pelt,
Imagined her gaze, my heart would melt;
Her smile, radiant, heaven's aether,
When our eyes met, a gasp I held.
So I put together words, one and other,
In hope I'll create a piece of wonder;
I pour a lot of my feelings too,
Just a love poem to describe her.
To that girl I lost my wild heart to:
If this poem could get me you,
I'll write again, that's what I'll do.
I'll write even more, that, I'll do.
HBY,
30 December 2020,
5.50pm.
YOU ARE READING
Overflowing
شِعرThis is a collection of poetry I have written throughout the years, whenever my head is overflowing with thoughts and my heart with emotions.
