Your refulgent face is a sight for sore eyes, sculpted by the charismatic hands of the divinity.
My reticence will someday be my damnation.
In the eyes of the cynical, perfection is just a myth.
You, my beloved, are the epitome of perfection, my benevolent intellect perceives.
I assumed blue is my thing but your striking brown orbs proved me wrong.
They held so many emotions, deep and thorough.
What I feel is of paramount value for you to fully comprehend.
It's love, my beloved.
That you will never understand,
The agony of this one-sided lover you will never understand.
Thank You For Reading.
YOU ARE READING
humming quietly
Poetry[ 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 ] • The emotions lingered for far too long. The heart desired a love too strong. Those peaceful nights were a nightmare in disguise. The love found in chaos was right. • A book on poetry and thoughts. • || Feat...
