A poem I wrote about an unattainable girl |
MASTERPIECE You Spoke to me in a dream, Your eyes shot through my soul, They seemed to make promises your heart couldn’t Keep. You’ve always been the unattainable one, The one girl whose sweet scent can reach you from Across the world, Make your heart breathe again, And leave you sad that she’s lost to you. You’re that girl who’s pretty when she thinks She's not, Whose every appearance, Fashioned together, One Way or another, Is constantly the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I saw your name in the clouds the other day And I swear, Time, It stood on its hind legs, Trying to keep its balance, To stay balanced in that time, That moment, So all life could see, How beautiful your name is. But still you remain a figment, Of my wondrous imagination, You seem to only be in my arms When I close my eyes And picture heaven, Your smile makes me laugh, Your kindness makes me whole. I can only think of fools when I think of all Those who let you slip through their hands. You should be loved forever, Because, For you, There isn’t anything more just. But I’ll still think about you, And what I’ve done to deserve you, Because even if you’re never mine, To me, You’ll always be a masterpiece. |