Words...
Written on this paper;
an attempt
of trying to tell how perfect you are
Words, however, fall infinitely short
of actually describing
your beauty
and the feeling I get when you're around.
When I stare
in your seemingly perfect twinkling eyes,
I am entranced.
When I listen
to your seemingly perfect voice,
I am captivated.
Words...
How weak they are
To give a kiss, I think,
says so much more.
And to get a kiss from you
is all I could ever want.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow...i like it. clicking on completely random poems pays off, that was a very satisfying read. ebone' ingram