A Poet
I wish I was that man.
With words that could help you understand
My feelings overwhelm me in passion.
Yet the second I try to speak, my words turn to dust.
If I can't speak, ill write.
If i can't face you, ill type.
For the words must come out.
The truth is I love you alright.
I love the way your eyes glisten in the night.
I love the way your hair blows ever so light
I love your smile that brings joy to my eyes.
I love your mind, that I connect with all the time.
But why cant I tell you how I feel.
Cause everytime I see you, my heart flutters, and feels.
I get dreams and illusions of what could possibly be.
But your beauty overwhelms me, and I hold up and freeze .
Sweet woman I dote for, you don't know how I feel.
I would love you, and cherish you, all that I can.
For you are lovely, subline, and one of a kind.
Just know that I love you. would you be mine?
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