Her

Her

A Poem by John Byrd

A touch of her lips is like a cold drink of water after a 5 mile run.

Her hips are like the start of where the flower blossoms.

The start of beauty.


I yearn for her touch like an addict yearns for their drug.

She is my drug and she makes me go insane.

My motor skills aren’t keen when she’s in my system.

Too much dopamine pumping in my nerves.


She doesn’t have a clue what she does to me.

Oblivious to the obvious.

Blind to what is seen.

You can flip that.

Her eyes are like seeing the stars at night from a country town.

Abnormal iris

The irony.


After not kissing her for a while

Her lips remind me of your favorite dessert that you left in the freezer for a month.

It tastes better than it would have if you ate it all at once.

This dessert does not run out.

It’s free.


She gives you a feeling similar to going to a family reunion in the park.

It’s been forever but nothing has changed.

That same joyous feeling of always being able to come back to love.


Most don’t get to experience how she feels.

Search and destroy.

Occasionally she may play Call of Duty with you.

But that’s beside the point.


Once she touches you there is no escape

She has all of your attention and you can’t help it.

Your body is captive to her and you’re fine with that.

Crazy part is that she has no idea how extraordinary she is.

She’s that most beautiful girl out of any crowd.

She stands out and people look up to her.

I look up to her and admire how she carries herself.

© 2014 John Byrd


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That same joyous feeling of always being able to come back to love.
Wonderful

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a beautiful poem. :)
This is going in my faves, I love it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Byrd

10 Years Ago

Thank you! :)
"It's been forever but nothing has changed" I can't explain why this line struck me so much, but I sit here, out of breath, crying, covered in goosebumps, chills running up and down my spine. Hope you don't mind but I'm sharing this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


John Byrd

10 Years Ago

I don't mind at all! Thank you! I appreciate it! :)
Rosey

10 Years Ago

This piece was absolutely beautiful. Lucky girl! :) P.S. Thanks for reviewing my piece!

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John Byrd

10 Years Ago

No problem! Keep up the good job!

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John Byrd
John Byrd

Detroit, MI



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