Mar 2015
Just met you and I feel as if we've known each other longer.
You're strangely new and a refreshing change of pace.
We've yet to meet in person, yet, I find myself staring at your face.
Prithee sirrah, thine eyes are so beauteous.
You give me chills from head to toe.
Let my fingers run through your silky hair
and absolve me of all concern.
Let my only thought be of you.
Am I a helpless romantic?
Time will tell, I suppose.
Am I dreaming?
It seems as if you're my innermost desires, personified.
You knew me before we exchanged words for the first time.
I just hope that I don't know you for a long time
and feel like I just met you.
愛
You're strangely new and a refreshing change of pace.
We've yet to meet in person, yet, I find myself staring at your face.
Prithee sirrah, thine eyes are so beauteous.
You give me chills from head to toe.
Let my fingers run through your silky hair
and absolve me of all concern.
Let my only thought be of you.
Am I a helpless romantic?
Time will tell, I suppose.
Am I dreaming?
It seems as if you're my innermost desires, personified.
You knew me before we exchanged words for the first time.
I just hope that I don't know you for a long time
and feel like I just met you.
愛
I wrote this a while back for a girl I had grown attached to fairly quick. We were each caught up in each other. It really wasn't much, as my fears in the last part of the poem came true. I felt like I didn't know her after she decided to mess around. My skepticism was warranted in the end.
