roses are red
violets are blue
poetry is hard
this is not a poem

poetry is so interesting
there can be all  different kinds of poems
happy ones, sad ones, ones about heartache
all cool poems have one thing in common
they all rhyme at the end

blend

It was like time froze for those few seconds
It felt like we were the only ones on the planet
The only thing that mattered was that we were there,
together, in that moment
And I knew, as I stared into his deep green eyes,
that he was the only for me.