It must of been the way you walked
The way you talked
The way you perceived yourself
So tall
So mysterious
So... my style
What was I supposed to think?
How was I supposed to act?
You came unexpectedly
You are my unforeseen love
All I could do was stare...
stare at your eyes
Your hands
Your lips
Oh how Divine you were to my mind
My secret pleasure of the eyes
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Author:
Katie Howell (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 18th, 2020 06:41
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Captivating. I can relate but is it lust or is it fate. Do good things come to those who wait? An on going debate.
Reminded me very much of something i wrote a while back which i wanted to put inside a valentines card:-
unprepared for you
there you were
for some reason
you see my reason
and you lift me
from the wreckage
in your arms
i live again
Strange how love comes 'out of the woodwork' when you least expect it. Quite lovely isn't it.
I really enjoyed reading your poem.
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