A poem for a girl...
This is a poem I wrote just thinking to myself one day. It's not about any particular girl...
"I see your eyes, engulfed with conviction and passion.
And the same eyes shrouded with mystery.
I hear your voice through the dischord,
I see a deluge of passer's by.
If you were hidden, I'd know your face in a crowd.
Your gaze speaks so loud.
I find myself asking the question,
what would I say if I ever found the purest form of beauty?
you may spend your whole life searching for it
would it be a foolish life to live?
In a retrospect...you wouldn't be able to say anything,
for finding that purest form of beauty would only
hinder your reaction time.
It is like looking directly at the sun's light.
You may catch a glance of it, but too long and it will burn your eyes.
But I'm ready to gaze into your eyes,
I will be brave, and I will not burn."
heh... comments?
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