Unaware Poem by Eli MorenoDrew

Unaware



There she stands unaware…
Her beauty amounts to no flower
No fields of daisies amount to the
Heavenly bliss of her laugh.
Her presence is incomparable,
So warm and soothing and divine.
The mark she has left in my mind,
The scar on my chest when she entered
My heart.

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