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Pretty Girl 💖🌎

Dear pretty girl,
Moon flowers only bloom at night,
Basking, oh so perfectly,
Drinking in the illuminating night,

It's you that I think of,
My very pretty girl,

My nights are your canvas,
So, draw me our tale,
Paint me with your curious thoughts,
Stroke me with your bright brown eyes,
And finish me with your irresistible smile,

My very very pretty girl,

I lie in bed at midnight,
Wondering if I past your thoughts as much as you past mine,
Living in what feels like a dream,
Thinking of a tale that stars you and me,

You are so so pretty girl,

I searched for you,
I asked for you,
My nights are you,
The freshest air that I could breathe,

So so so pretty girl,

Why do you look over there when you blush?
Your thick curls hiding your flush,
The sass in your voice coming to a hush,
Your hands shooting up in a rush,

I can see you,
My pretty girl,

Basking, oh so perfectly,

I ache to hold your hand,
To run my fingers through your curls,
And be with you as close as I can be,

I yearn to hear to your lovely laugh,
And to mold my lips with yours,

My pretty, pretty, pretty girl,

Look at what you've done to me,
I can hardly breathe,
But all I wish to see ... is my pretty girl,

My so so very pretty girl.

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Artist: Paul Hedley (Untitled)

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Brief Description:

So I actually wrote this poem during quarantine about this girl that I'm utterly crazy about. I met her before the virus had happened, but we never got the chance to properly hangout due to it. It was suppose to be the ultimate queer college romance with the night walks, hand holding, and just softness (I'm yearning chdkjcndkjs) but that romance is still happening through covid. I've never had a girlfriend and she is the first girl that I've ever connected with so I felt compelled to confess my feelings to her through poetry. I've never wrote poems for anyone (romantically) because I grew up barely having crushes or feelings of attraction to anybody (Bc I was struggling with my identity). So, I always vowed to myself that if I ever got a girlfriend then I would worship her and ensure that she is loved without question. And she's honestly so beautiful inside and out- sometimes I can't believe how lucky I was to be able to find her. Distance can't stop the way that I feel about her and that's what I wanted to prove with this poem. I also call her 'pretty' as a nickname because it reminds me of Lany's so, soo pretty which is such a beautiful song and it inspired me heavily while I was writing. So here's to falling in love and hoping that I can see her soon once things slowly return to normal. 💖🥺