Nothing’s prettier than that smile,
on the face of someone you love,
and it was drawn by you,
nothing’s prettier than that smile,
no manmade crayon can draw,
but the truest love of yours,
be the first who drew one on mine,
the time is up but who cares,
what’s the fun in a life lesson?
long gone,
you are hard not to think about,
why am I writing another love poem about the same lover?
because I never get enough,
it goes over and over,
Hollywood,
Gone By Daylight,
then I find someone new and get attached,
hoping we disconnect,
new stars to colonize,
and new lands to explore,
one day I love you,
one day I don’t,
you will forever be a part of me,
the moon was clear,
like the change between us,
wooden like R and its guardian,
I don’t conduct electricity,
nice try though,
I only hope one day I will find someone who will be worth
being hung up on all my lifetime,
afterlife too.
Poem #25 and second to last poem off my first poem collection titled ‘Feels like Roswell’. When I wrote it I knew exactly I wanted to put it here. I came up with the first six verses in April and luckily finished the whole thing. It’s my last love poem about you.