Her

lilly OvO

Everyone looks for someone to call their own

I'm glad i found someone 

Someone who's proud to call me theirs

Im happy that i found 

Her 

 

Her every move so poetic 

Her everything beautiful 

Her calming voice an addiction 

Her short hair an amazing sight 

Each dot on her face a kiss from the angels 

The birthmark on her thigh a mark of god

Her eyes a perfect shade of green 

Similar to the fields u drive by on a summer getaway 

Her touch a soft as a feather 

Her gaze as hard as leather 

 

Beauty a perfect definition of what she is 

Pretty an understatement of her 

Ugly just dead wrong 

A person who actually loves me for me 

Not just what I look like 

Not just what I can give them 

But for what we can give each other 

 

 Someone who I can pour my heart out to 

Someone who will listen 

To every single inconvenience that occurs 

Someone who doesn't get tired of me talking about the same thing 

Time and time again 

Someone who will listen to all of my stupid little questions 

No matter how short or long 

 

Someone who is understanding 

Doesn't just yell at me when I bring something up

Someone who values how I feel 

Someone who doesn't cross my boundaries 

A girl who doesn't hide behind a screen 

Someone that no matter their social anxiety 

Would order for me because I'm scared 

The most amazing person I could ask for <3 

  • Author: lilly OvO (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 28th, 2026 10:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: this is a poem abt my girlfriend bc she is honestly the most amazing person i have ever met and i dont think i would be were i am without her shes helped me through everything
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Friendship, Tristan Robert Lange
  • In collections: about my gf.
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  • Friendship

    Beautifully said . Your poem is to celebrate love and articulate the profound appreciation the poet feels for their partner, emphasizing the emotional connection and support that defines their relationship.

    • lilly OvO

      thank you i appreciate it

    • sorenbarrett

      A poem of adulation and praise of admiration and worship. Nicely done

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      lilly, this is openly tender. Thereโ€™s a lot of courage in loving this plainly and saying it out loud without irony or armor. The warmth here is unmistakable. Well done, my friend. ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›

      • lilly OvO

        thank you so much i appreciate it

      • poet2rhyme4tommorrow

        i envy thee your lucky find, cuz truth though pledged my troth close to thirty years ago, we (myself and the missus) accommodate each other, whose foibles would appear bizarre to an unsuspecting observer, but truth be told desperation conspired to risk liberating libido with spouse, whose blackened barbs aimed at surviving two elder sisters cause they kept the loot when we got evicted from the family property (initially during the dead of winter 2010, but then gave us a grace period to mach schnell and move out by a forgotten date come spring or summer of that year) and DID NOT divide the spoils, but kept liquidated assets for themselves. Our marriage though far less tempestuous since days of yore still find me besmirched with anger at myself for bumbling and fumbling with one previous relationship (actually the very first heterosexual rapport while in my early twenties - cuz yours truly happened to be a late bloomer) botched by NOT being able, eager, ready and willing to put the considerations of this unnamed female before mine, which role of fatherhood (both two daughters long since flew the very messy coop), yet selflessness learned after decrying adopting the role of lothario and nearly experiencing divorce, but even to this day (and probably even after this wordsmith passes away) anger from thine eldest star student will prevail, though being emotionally smarted ("Hoisted by my own petard") and selfishness to appease unmet needs of body, mind, and spirit found me straying from the marriage, which wife asleep in dream land allowing, enabling, and providing yours truly a chunk of time to satisfy literary pursuits such as writing thee and submitting poems, which this Caucasian, latitudinarian, non-establishmentarian, pennsylvanian, sexagenarian and unitarian can share if interest piques your inquisitive by responding to the email of mine [email protected] alias matthew scott harris.



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