Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
You're far too perfect to be mine
And far too perfect to forget
Military short hair
Blonde in the summers
When you lifeguard
Almost brunette in the winters
When you're a ski instructor
A single vein in your forehead
That shows when you feel
Passionately
About some noble cause
Brown eyes that are
Too quiet to hear
Over the fireworks that explode
From their outside corners
With your laughter
Strong shoulders
From years of military training
Arms the perfect length
To encircle me
When you're excited to see me
When I need to cry
Because you want to
All leading down to your heart of gold
Lacking scars of
Heartbreak
To mar the
Flawless surface
You're my best friend
The one I tell my darkest secret
My biggest fear
My newest achievement
My deepest sorrow
But never
How much I miss him
You're far too perfect to be mine
And far too perfect to forget
I could write a hundred thousand poems and never find the right words to ask you to choose me.
Margot Grace Rankins-Burd
Written by
Margot Grace Rankins-Burd  Williamsport, PA
(Williamsport, PA)   
651
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems