An orchid for Sarah, a being so fine. Her hair like winters breeze, her voice like a spring rain. With eyes brown, bold and piercing, piercing into my heart like only she can. Her lips are bold and soft, a single glance brings my soul aloft. Even the orchid shuts its petals in envy of her beauty, blushing as though it were a rose. Her hair long and flowing, spilling over her shoulders, mimicking the waterfalls that she admires. I walk along a stream leading to a single orchid, the orchid that is Sarah in my eyes, that rare flower that I so desire. There she is, Sarah among the flowers.
Another crush of mine, I wrote this before she ghosted me...
I just need to write I just need to leak I won't say what's on my mind I'll have the words search and find Since when was opening up a crime Only in this day and time I want to speak My tongue is locked My eyes open wide To flood things out Stupid . In a time where no one reads No one reads the eyes No one reads people No one looks enough to care If one doesnt listen , would one look? Oh how foolish! Teach my words to find contentment Teach my thoughts to rest An escape does not exist Only in unseen space
You are absolutely the most gorgeous Modest Goddess on two feet Those ambitious Wished Auditioned, failed Had to sign a non-compete You exemplify amplified Undeniable Realism till I’m knocked right off my feet And meeting you leaves me Tongue tied Buy and refund vowels Because I can barely speak
You are Artemis and Athena Sometimes meaner You’ve both the brain And brawn to back it Not many times do sights So right Prove worthy of me Being flabbergasted Mere mortal men’s minds cave in Bend And bow at your intricacies And you blush, turning crimson Glimpse As humbleness rushes to your cheeks
You may not feel the heat But I know the stakes Grade A You are prime to me Prepared, unshared With utmost care Rare And it’s the only time I’ll compare you to meat I’ll avert my eyes as you rise Ascend A gentleman for eternity Because love was fantasy Fallacy Utter blasphemy Till you made a believer of me
you are important beyond your thoughts, you have come so far in such a small amount of time, your efforts are not ignored. three hundred and sixty-five days have passed twenty times, and you are still breathing. i have loved you for three hundred and sixty-five days times, the days you have suffered, the moments you failed, the hours in which you felt alone; you were locked in but you wanted someone to pry the door down to let your demons out. i have not stopped loving you and i may have stopped showing it but that showed your determination. you pushed on in your personal dark hours just to make it to the light. the glow of hope that now radiates onto your skin, you are living proof that strength lies within. love brought it out, but your courage kept it constant.