Basking in strawberry moonlight I look upon selene And see your face The air catches in my throat I'm captivated by your grace The thought of you Infectious It lingers in my mouth Your taste Terrifying and terrific Terribly tantric Tumultuous an tempting This tempest A torrent tearing down my walls A Tsunami Leaving bare my soul Is this true Is it you My goal...
🌻 SUNFLOWERS GROW TO CREATE A GLOW 🌻 JUST THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A SUNFLOWER 🌻 GROWING TALL UNDER THE SUN SUMMER'S HERE AND YOU KEEP ME SAFE AND WARM 🌻 KNOWING THAT ALL IS GOOD, ALL IS FINE AS LONG AS YOU HAVE YOUR SUNFLOWER TO SHINE 🌻 FLOWERS BLOOM BUT NONE LIKE YOUR BRIGHT SUNFLOWER 🌻
You make me feel like a Sunflower, thanks for always making me feel beautiful my dear love. M.C.
I am swamped to think about the massive problem that the universe has given me. It only makes me furious and I think I will get awful day, but someone whom I love texted me and also supported me by sending her selfie. She is gorgeous. I don't feel that I've lost my flithy mind. Everything she gave made my day runs effortless. She is adorable. My heart feels comprehensive.
Indonesia, 8th June 2021 Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Tell me your secrets Don't worry, I'll keep it After all, I've managed to keep my own
Boys are noticing me Could a girl maybe notice me Instead?
Yes I know I'm pretty (I'm gorgeous actually) No, My shirt doesn't give you permission To stare at my hips
Stunning Iconic Wish she Would cover up
Get your eyes off my face Get out go away
Stunning Iconic A modern Temptress
- call me a **** I dare you
Give me a crop top Clean eyeliner This is only to prove None of you deserve me
Call this an exaggeration Complete exploitation A collection of not-quites Piled into a finished Song
So I'm sorry for trying To fix in the bubble It wasn't a bubble But a box
Don't tell me you love me You can't possibly love me You don't even know me I'm just a face for Your ideals
I don't agree with you "We're still friends after this, Right?" - Gods no
Does God know
How you hate his creation
? - "Yes, of course we are!"
Bite your tongue You don't have time To drop these people in Your past
Keep friends close Keep others closer Wait until you're older
Can I possibly wait any Longer
Anyway. This is a complete disaster (I'm starting to notice a pattern, poems about girls are short and sweet, poems about boys are messy, incoherent and inconsistent) Also the title is supposed to be a play on "boys will be boys" but it's kinda subtle idk how I feel about it yet.
Another day in quarantine not sure how many days left now, I've mainly been giving most of my writing time to the short novel and for a moment there when I was describing how one of the characters looked like I thought of you how your voice is like a sweet melody that one needs after a hard day, how your eyes are as comforting as a toddlers hug, how your smile brings the same amount of warmth as the sun peeking through the clouds of a rainy day, how your presence is enough to wash away any negativity brought on by the world leaving a person feeling blessed like God placing his hand upon one, with that I realized how much of you this world needs, a person who by just being themselves brings joy to others without pretending or expecting something in return, and for the millionth time you're one gorgeous woman and till my last breath you will forever be.