Where is she? Is she you?


As winter comes and green grass fades away, so my aching heart longs for your soft lips to gracefully land on mine one day.

I remember the first time I saw you, your eyes so mysterious, sparkling like the stars in the night sky, where have you been all my life, my love? I ask this question, Why? 

Why so long? Why now? Is this even true? Is this really real?

I think I have found her, my someone anew, a love so deep so wide, as vast as the ocean blue, does she even feel the same? 

I have no clue...

Love, so wild, so unmistakably true, marking a stamp on the time line of my life, could this monumental once in a lifetime stamp, could it possibly be you?

Patience is a virtue, step by step, making moves only when you, my love, choose.

The mind, my mind, its a battlefield, not with my strength but only with my wit, could I achieve the almost impossible task of winning the heart of something so beautiful, so lovely, so sure, so true. 

The smile of a newborn, the beauty of a goddess, you're something I do not deserve, not the slightest.

I will not stop here because I've made it pretty clear, us? 

Its in your hands my dear...


  • Christina8

    Awesome write! Welcome to MPS. Can't wait to read more of your poems!

  • HChristian74

    Very honest and heartfelt. The meter flows so eloquently and it is a pleasure to read words that aren't forced, but that flow from the heart, and speak to the soul at the same time. Beautifully written! I look forward to your future works of art.

    • josh_hayeslip

      Hey! Thank you very much that means a lot to me considering I did not even think I was very good at poetry! Very encouraging!

      • HChristian74

        Please keep writing and maybe we could work on a fusion poem sometime. I think the key is to just keep writing. When I was 19, I could have never imagined having the insight you show in your writing. You are a promising writer and I look forward to your future offerings.


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