My Love

Her eyes

A deep beautiful brown

She thinks they’re simple

I know they’re wonderful

They crinkle

When she laughs

They get this sweet glimmer

It makes me happy she’s mine

Her smile

Her lips and naturally dark red

She thinks it’s just a smile

I know it’s just a small part of her beauty

Her lips part so wide

Her smile is so open

So inviting

Who knew a simple action could make me so happy?

Her laugh

Musical each giggle a note

She thinks its obnoxious

I know its music

From the small giggles

To the uncontrollable laughter

It’s all so perfect

It’s all so her

Her

The best girlfriend ever

She thinks she’s just an average girl

But I know she’s the brightest light

She so sweet

So kind

So amazing

So mine

This girl that I love

Is the epitome of perfection

I can’t imagine a day without her

Lucky for me I don’t have to

For her I started writing poetry

The way I felt couldn’t be described by simple words

They needed a poetic air

To reach their true meaning

Poetry has an interesting knack

It explains one’s deepest feelings

From the love that burns the deepest

To the sorrow that threatens to extinguish those flames

From the simple red roses

And blue violets

To the more intricate expressions of my love

They are all for her