When I think of you I think of spontaneous poems

Because when I think of you
I think of how god ****** artsy you are
and how quiet
and how gentle
and how intelligent
and articulate you are
and how you love coffee
and books
and how
you get my undivided attention
with those eyes

And I can't help but write poems
about that kinda ****

stars in my eyes

honey tea  in my hands

a button up shirt

and ***** grey pants

standing on a hill
the moon watched me closely
and sung into my ear
i sung loudly after him

you honestly think i miss you?

i miss  the days
i talked with the moon
and sat on a porch
with my friends
as they smoked cigarettes
the sunset...resting in our eyes
as we laughed
and made quotes,
the days i biked  
and felt so freely

then i proceeded to melt

into the earths  fingers...

If you're hearts broken
i'd love to say I could fix it
but I'm hopeless
and I just can't help you
because you're afraid to tell yourself
that you love you
because you might not love you back the same
if you see yourself as beautiful
than you will think you're beautiful as well
and if you believe that you've got a great mind
then you'll never hate being around you
and you keep those feelings hidden
then you will never know
just how
you feel about you
telling you is not up to me
nor he or she or anyone other than you
so don't be sad or you won't be glad
because the one that you love will be crying because of you
but when you smile at them
they can't help but smile back
because you love you
you just have to let you know...