He haunts me,
His gaze,
His beauty,
His eyes,
He haunts me.
Every night ,
I see him In my dreams,
His skin so bright,
And glowing as It seems,
His eyes are like Ice,
Sending chills down my spine,
And I'd pay any price,
To make him mine.
His brightness ,
His beautiful smile,
His politeness,
Still haven't seen him in a while.
Those bright blue eyes,
Light as the sea,
And I'd be telling lies,
If I say they didn't pierce me.
Every strand of his blonde hair,
I could brush for an eternity,
He makes me stare,
Wish I could be with him in uunconditional unity,
His beauty Is overwhelming,
I see him when I close my eyes,
But then I realize,
That It makes no sense in looking,
Because he will never notice me.
We're like from two different planets,
So why gaze at his beauty?
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Author:
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Offline) - Published: July 24th, 2016 01:25
- Comment from author about the poem: Why look at the hottest guy if you know you'll never have him?
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Thanks TSG for a beautifully presented and penned poem ! The subject "Love out of reach" is an experience we all share ! It is natural for Men to yearn after Princesses and for Ladies to hope their prince will come. In the UK we have lovely Princesses and Desirable Princes. I'm still single ~ but i would love to be a married Dad and consequently in my search for a Perfect Partner (like you) I aim high. Science calls it"The Selfish Gene" I call it "Love's Ambition". Thanks for caring and sharing ~ Yours BRIAN
Thanks and I wish you luck on finding a good woman!
So, this is it.
I am not the only one who has fallen under the curse of the "Blonde and Blue"
I get this, I feel this; every second, of every moment of the day that rages on. Thank you for sharing about your blue eyed, blonde haired daydream.
~RTBH
No thank you for having the same daydream!
I'm honored to be the one to show you that you are not alone in this one.
~RTBH
Very poetic; classically written. I liked the flow. Your will find your prince.
Sure hope so
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