If beauty is deceptive,

And hides what is inside,

I wish that I were ugly,

So your love would be my pride.


If intelligence is conceited,

And questions all the world,

I wish that I were simple,

So I could be certain you are my girl.


If wealth is proud,

And holds all in contempt,

I wish that I were poor,

So I could prove that you are why I am content.


For you make my face shine,

And my heart skip a beat,

There is nothing like being with you,

Nothing so sweet.


  • Author: anima aurea (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 22nd, 2019 22:04
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 11
  • User favorite of this poem: psychofemale.


  • psychofemale

    aw, i loved this so much 🙂

  • kevin browne

    A dedication of love with the inspiration of expressing your heart of your sleeve. A warming poem

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