The Librarian's Daughter

One-sided love.

Why won't you notice me, ink-haired girl?

I see you about all the time,

Your fleeting elegant twirl

I couldn't compare to the most beautiful rhyme

That lovesick poets of eras long ended

Wrote in devotion to their dears.

Their broken hearts, never to be mended,

Didn't know they wasted their years.

 

I love you, but the books have stolen your heart.

Oh, what I would give for the pious look of your dashing eyes

Even though I'm unworthy, it's tearing me apart,

As even the heaven, at the sight of you, sighs.

Your beating heart is kindness' home

And your wits not anyone can match.

Your beauty is every smile that your lips will roam

The freedom of your spirit for no one to catch.

 

The librarian's daughter, gentle and serene,

In her little world of what ever she read,

Just for a second snap out of your routine,

Smile and fill me with joy, to forget the dread.

Author's Note

Written for my best friend.

Reviews

[Vesa Lee]

This is an incredibly sweet piece, and I mean that in no demeaning way.
The gentle, pure longing of the narrator is so winsome...I can't help but sigh with them and pray for the day the quiet beauty looks up and realizes the love she excites. A great piece that was a joy to read and left me smiling.
Very well done. *smile*

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

Because you are so refined, when you dance to sentimentalism, you bring a part of us all with you.

[Alana McGuire]

I love the detailed and elegant descriptions of the girl. Things not just anyone could say about her in a few thoughts.

I'm in love with your writing, I've decided. Hahah but seriously, if you were to publish a book, I would read every page over and over.
I'm considering creating a favorites folder on here for your writing a few others. :)