You said you like my laugh, and I laughed a bit louder.
I said, “I like your eyes”, and they shone even brighter.
A golden glow surrounded me when I started loving you,
I can see clearly that you have the same radiant glow too.
Your arms around my waist, dancing, you pulled me close,
Swaying, you leaned in for a kiss, as I stood on my tip toes.
I crowned you the king of my heart, my body, and my soul,
I became your favourite thief; it was your heart that I stole.
Before, I was just the writer, but now I am your best muse,
Over everyone else, it is you, whom I shall always choose.
- Author: Ladywithaquill ( Offline)
- Published: April 13th, 2024 12:19
- Comment from author about the poem: This was my first attempt at writing a romantic poem in the absence of a muse, to see if I could write with an imaginary person in mind.
- Category: Love
- Views: 7
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