A Few Love Poems.

Just a few short poems that I have written, nothing special in the slightest.

A Dream.

Her beauty glows so brightly,

An Angel from Heaven is what she might be, 

The way her hair softly bounces on her shoulders, 

With her is how I'd like to see myself getting older, 

Her smile so precious, one in a million,

She carries a broken heart that I want to fill in.

The Things she says, 

The Person she is,

The Way I feel, 

I think this is what falling in love may be. 

We share so much in common, 

We fit together like the pieces of a puzzle,

A life without her is a sad one to imagine.

I wish for her sweet touch,

Sometimes I wonder if this is asking too much?

Will she leave or shall she stay,

This does not truly matter as she is here today.

Description.

She calls out to me,

Holding out her soft hand,

She is so graceful with a hint of elegance in her step,

A truly beautiful woman.

Her eyes are like warm coffee,

Her words like its bitter mist.

Her smile like the stars,

Her stare like their vicious light.

Her hair the softest of fabrics, 

Its length brushing the Earth.

To me, she is perfect.

When I think of her, all else fades from my thought,

She occupies my mind one moment to the next,

Every second,

Minute, 

Hour,

Night and Day,

On my knees I beg that she shall stay. 

How can one so beautiful even cast a glance at me,

I feel undeserving,

Unworthy,

 But to me, 

She is always perfect. 

Reality.

I stare into her soul,

I do not fault or do I yield,

We spin around in a lovely iridescent green field.

Our gazes do not shift,

Our focus does not stray,

A mutual dream for living this day. 

Hand in Hand,

Heart in Heart,

We set off together,

To a land where no one knows. 

We live innocently,

Not a single care in our small world,

With love on our skin and shining in our eyes,

We are now one that cannot be broken apart.

Truth.

The eyes of a lost one open to an empty world,

No one by their side,

Not a thought in their mind,

All that is left is but a cold sweat.

Torn apart,

Lost in despair,

Defeated and loathing for something that was not there.

The truth is but one word, 

"Alone."

We will be nothing better than the Truth,

 The Truth will be nothing better than us. 

Author's Note

Thoughts?