Poem without words
Pictures are poems...
No poem that I could ever write,
No star that I might see tonight...
Your not best friends because you sit together at...
Gazing at you
I can read your every thought...
The color of your eyes
Sprinkle the sky with depth...
Sweet, dorky, precious and unique, no other person...
Paint me a picture
Let your imagination run wild...
When time gets rough
I look for you at dawn...
My mom once told me
You always desired a little girl...
There's this girl,
I call her my best friend...
This day has finally come,
Becoming difficult for everyone...
Not long ago I met her
in such a period of time she became...