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I sat there quietly at my desk,
watching intently from afar;
oh, how perfectly pretty she looks
with her sweet braced smile.
I sigh deeply as I cup my cheeks,
still staring, still admiring;
oh, how adorable she looks when
she laughs aloud from utter joy.
I observe how her ebony locks
curl 'round and frame her face,
how they seemed to hug her
cheeks and fall into her eyes.
I watch her beautiful hazel eyes,
how they crinkle up with glee
as she listens to her friends' tales,
how they flutter shut from giggles.
I gaze upon her many freckles,
a constellation of twinkling stars,
a plethora of rich cocoa dots,
sprinkled on her soft cheeks.
Oh, how stunning she is,
my sweet, selfless beauty —
how caring and kind you are,
how smart and talented you are.
Oh, how magnificent she is,
my darling and incredible love —
stealing away bits of my heart
and soul like a skillful, silent thief.
I sat there quietly at my desk,
watching intently from afar;
oh, how absolutely pretty she looks
with her sweet braced smile.
I sigh deeply as I cup my cheeks,
still staring, still admiring;
oh, how adorable she looks when
she laughs aloud from utter joy.
I gaze on endlessly, letting all my time
fly by, letting my mind
come to its own conclusion on
why I'm so utterly, helplessly and
hopelessly enthralled.
And then, like a lightbulb glowing
to its bright life, I realized; I muted
my gasp as I had an epiphany, one that shouldn't have taken long.
Why am I so captivated by her smile?
Why am I so enthralled by her laugh?
Why am I so hyper fixated on her freckles?
Why am I so fond of her eyes?
It was all obvious now, wasn't it?
It is all because it's her.
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🥀 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐬 🥀
Poetry🥀 A small collection of poetry - mostly poems about love and attraction but a LOT of other themes are to be expected - written by yours truly with random spurts of inspiration 🥀 🥀 All of them follow the free verse device and use a lot of metaphor...
