If I Were Poem by Nick Ger
If I Were
If I were the boyfriend of Krysten,
What purpose would I have?
What butterfly would please me,
When her lips are so fat?
I wish her hair were autumn red,
And her skin were not so white,
Her hair is brunette instead,
i wish her teeth weren't as tight!
Her neck is one that every man would kiss,
Her shoulders just as graceful,
I wish she hadn't been with so many,
Perhaps then I would be more thankful.
This poem might sound mean, like I'm calling her ugly, when in fact this couldn't be further from the truth. She has, in reality, a beautiful mouth, a wonderful smile, great hair. I love her lovely form, and her grace. So if I love her appearance, then why would I insult all these things?
What I'm really saying in this poem is that the filthy things that she has done in her life have made her ugly on the inside, which makes me attracted to her less on the outside.
I hope I don't sound judgmental. I apologize if I've offended someone.
I easily say that you have said your true inner feelings. I think that you are confused by your feelings. And i guess that you are a little sad because of her past. But the important thing is to forget the past about her.live in now and imagine that there was nothing as the past about her. Think that she is reborn. When you think about past you just bother yourself. Nice poem Well done
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4/19/2024 12:07:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I easily say that you have said your true inner feelings. I think that you are confused by your feelings. And i guess that you are a little sad because of her past. But the important thing is to forget the past about her.live in now and imagine that there was nothing as the past about her. Think that she is reborn. When you think about past you just bother yourself. Nice poem Well done