You

The things I feel for you, I can't even begin to explain.
A broken lotus, crisp in the morning dew,
Radiant beauty, hiding in you
In the end it's just the same

You're so soft, a curled punga frond,
Ready to leap fourth, dazzle the dawning day.
You care so much, I just love you're touch.
When I hold you tight, everythings alright

I can't only say, how I love you so much..

Author's Note

First poem, rather amateur

Reviews

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A broken lotus, crisp in the morning dew,

I liked this line, such imagery and a wonderful metaphor,
This is really good I can feel the emotions....xo