What you do to me.
When I saw you,immediately,the sun fell on you,
You caused a penumbra;And gloomed me,
I saw nothing but you,
When I saw your robe,my eyes blinked not,
Neither did I reason,
Nor utter a word,
But when I saw your face,I spotted your optimistic smiles,
They gave me a word,
They said "Don't be afraid"
When I saw your eyes,they glared at me,
And wiped my fears,
Now I see but only you,
When I saw your hair,fluttering in the breeze,
My heart danced with delight,
And mimic the moves it did,
But when I gandered at your bust,down to your ends,
I felt the heavens;And promised to sin no-more,
When I saw you jaunty with flair,
I surrounded everything I had,
And worshipped your grounds,
Now I plead,pleading to the world,
Pleading to fate;And to myself,
Please be mine.
What you do to me.
A Poem Written By,
Historian E.Lexano,
February 22,2015,
All©Copyright Reserved,
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 3:31 AM UTC
What you do to me.
When I saw you,immediately,the sun fell on you,
You caused a penumbra;And gloomed me,
I saw nothing but you,
When I saw your robe,my eyes blinked not,
Neither did I reason,
Nor utter a word,
But when I saw your face,I spotted your optimistic smiles,
They gave me a word,
They said "Don't be afraid"
When I saw your eyes,they glared at me,
And wiped my fears,
Now I see but only you,
When I saw your hair,fluttering in the breeze,
My heart danced with delight,
And mimic the moves it did,
But when I gandered at your bust,down to your ends,
I felt the heavens;And promised to sin no-more,
When I saw you jaunty with flair,
I surrounded everything I had,
And worshipped your grounds,
Now I plead,pleading to the world,
Pleading to fate;And to myself,
Please be mine.
What you do to me.
A Poem Written By,
Historian E.Lexano,
February 22,2015,
All©Copyright Reserved,
