Ink on her nose
Ink on her thumb
Her face a pretty rose
She stared pretty dumb.
Blue dots on her pink
Ink on her teeth
When gave her a wink
Stopped her breath.
She was a girl shy
Never smiled her teeth
I didn’t know why
She took away my breath.
The girls are now smart
Bubbly wobbly cute
Speak swift and curt
I loved that girl mute.
Her eyes were deep ocean
Had no hint of flirt
I still have no notion
How she stole my heart.
Her rosy cheeks blue pink
She won’t be back again
Gone with the ink
She’s dead like fountain pen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem with captivating lines touching the end.. Gone with the ink She’s dead like fountain pen. Thanks for this lovely poem.