Aerin Andre


What Others Miss - Poem by Aerin Andre

The girl who arrives with time pardoned.
So often she is misread.
Despite the array of the curls.
Contrast to the obvious beauty.
People skip the paper back spine that holds her together by the inter woven threads.
Never noticing what actually occurs through this timeless tale.
Never observing her but quickened glances of lunacy.
Underneath the thin layer of physical matter lies the last beat of true genius.
I admire her thoughts but I know that I am somehow bias.
I enjoy her bundled laugh or the awkward yet so adorable smile.
Maybe for her continued acts of search for her approval and her continued act to research me and so obviously she sees through the façade of my every day situation.
She still refuses to in the simplest terms which shows my significant faults.
My imperfections she knows well.
She enjoys the conversation through a tidal event and flares my darkened cheeks in bipolarity.
Do I honestly deserve her?
Do I deserve the girl who obviously cares about this road who none can travel.
Am I adept to raise to her standards, how many more steps up the pedestal much I take?
Will we last longer then I am stereo typically correct to follow?
I seriously hope I am able to but for the fact that I am who I am at the clear risk to ruin all she offers.
Those see only her, but I see the gorgeous girl who makes me chuckle and just a little insane, but how close do sanity and love stand next to each other.
Can I try as hard as possible for her, but the better question is will I?
Yes I think I could I really think I could.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 11, 2010



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