You are the first man I met,
the first man who dared to look at me,
the first man who makes me smile,
the first man who was make me turned in red
I remember that first time
You sat beside me
Dinner feels romantic
just because your gaze
With a smile on your face
"Stop staring at me", I said
"You're pretty when you eat. I like to see it "
-Spring Holiday
YOU ARE READING
a Cup of Imperfect Poetry
Thơ caThere will always be imperfection that will be filled with unexpected things. And that is you. Someone who completes a part of my life.
