There's something in your face I can't escape,
A quiet charm I can't reshape.
Your eyes hold oceans, deep and wide,
With secrets that you never hide.
Your gaze can calm a restless storm,
In your presence, my heart feels warm.
Your lips—so soft, untouched by mine—
Hold every word I wish was mine.
Your smile rewrites my every day,
In silent ways you make me stay.
The way you move, the way you breathe,
Feels like a dream I'd never leave.
You're art, alive—without a clue,
How beautiful you are... to view.
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Author:
louiray (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is my heart speaking softly about how I see him. Sometimes words fail when I try to explain the way he makes me feel—how his presence turns silence into comfort and how even the smallest details about him stay with me. It's not just admiration; it's the quiet ache of longing, the sweetness of noticing someone so deeply that they become art in your eyes. This piece is my way of saying that he is not just a person to me—he is beauty, peace, and a dream I wish I could hold onto forever.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
A beautiful poem dedicated to someone loved. Very nicely written
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