Olivia

Love is such a confusing thing.

The Angel named Olivia,

Her beauty is that of Aphrodite,

Her smile radiant and kind.

The mere sight of her causes my chest to clentch

And my heart to pound.

My cheeks burn when she looks at me

And all other thoughts disappear from my mind.

Her long hair flutters in the air like wings.

I do not know what she thinks of me,

But I love her all the same. 

She is my light,

Without her I would be blind in a world of darkness.

Oh Olivia,

How I wish to hold you in my arms and feel your soft skin.

I love you.

Author's Note

Probably not the best poem I've ever written but I can't think straight right now.

Reviews

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yeah, but still just try not to think about it but its still is a good poem :)