Glossed over pasts plus
Time tested epithets
That indubitably do define
The way you left me that's
Not to deny the truths that do lie
On the static sitting stone
Which are truths I refuse to uncover
Which tend to typify my own
Lack of anything resembling intelligence
I know if you missed me you would say it
Yet it remains categorically impossible
For me to even meagerly admit
That the starry eyed tongue tied
Deliciously delightful strikingly beautiful
Girl I fell in love with
is no more
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 1:27 AM UTC
Glossed over pasts plus
Time tested epithets
That indubitably do define
The way you left me that's
Not to deny the truths that do lie
On the static sitting stone
Which are truths I refuse to uncover
Which tend to typify my own
Lack of anything resembling intelligence
I know if you missed me you would say it
Yet it remains categorically impossible
For me to even meagerly admit
That the starry eyed tongue tied
Deliciously delightful strikingly beautiful
Girl I fell in love with
is no more