When u get addicted to her smile, when u have nothing on your mind but her
The world just blurs out around her, like she's your northern star
Every time I look at her, every damn time I look at her
I just fall for her all over again, all over again
Her innocence makes a newborns gaze seem mischievous
Her eyes are like scopolamine, they just strip me of my free will
Their radiance could light up the dark side of the moon
When u get addicted to her smile, when u have nothing on your mind but her
That look from the corner of her eye will be like a wormhole, suddenly we are on route-50 Nevada riding that highway to the moon
Ofcourse iam gonna let her drive
My friend, love is a beautiful thing, so Is your poem. You write well. God bless you
innocent pure love. The radiance is seen even when in the bus. nice.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOR EVER - John Keats. Beautiful love poem, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart in poetic diction with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.