I have now fathomed the great fondness
I felt for you,
It was the beauty of your soul that I have seen
through those delicate luscious green eyes
that glowed and captivated me.
Sorrowfully, I can tell
It was not my soul you desire,
not my dark brown boring sad eyes.
You don't want me and that is fine,
I'd rather look at you from afar
than have your little to nothing affection
just to consider you mine.
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 3:55 AM UTC
I have now fathomed the great fondness
I felt for you,
It was the beauty of your soul that I have seen
through those delicate luscious green eyes
that glowed and captivated me.
Sorrowfully, I can tell
It was not my soul you desire,
not my dark brown boring sad eyes.
You don't want me and that is fine,
I'd rather look at you from afar
than have your little to nothing affection
just to consider you mine.
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