"I'm not cute!" You say to me.
"Yes you are!" I argue angrily.
Then I realise, No you're not cute. You are so much more.
How can I take for granted all the things about you I adore?
You're sweet, you're caring, you have the kindest of heart.
You see through my flaws and you call me a work of art.
My love for you does not wavor, neither does yours for me.
So, no you're not cute my love. You're more than I hoped you would be.
YOU ARE READING
Time, Space, and the Human Race
PoetryMy third book of poetry. I'm excited to write again.