HIM



Brunet hair and heavenly dusky brown eyes,
Oh dear lord he finally called me mine!
His perfectly imperfect flaws attract me insanely,
we can last forever now I'm thinking lately
Am I being too forward, will this really work out that well?
Well our WE is so strong, we'll always figure the problems out.

I gets butterflies everytime he calls my name,
These days I'm giving my best when it comes to be insane.
The moments he made the comfort he gave,
I get 100° chills from his wide eye gaze

Babe, be my summer in the winter night,
With you everything just feels right.
I still remember the day we met
I can recall myself falling for you with no safety net.

Our sweet confessions and wondrously exciting meets,
Everytime you say lover's bardic your words blend deeply with my soul.
I get lost in you everytime my eyes seek pleasure by an angelic view.
This human has fallen hard for you.

About this poem

This poem depicts the thoughts of a teenage girl who is newly committed to the boy she have always wished to be with. She has alot of expectations and hopes from this new chapter of her life and always captivated by thought of him quenching her thirst for love and affection. This stage is exciting, relaxing, dreamy and exotic.

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Written on October 28, 2022

Submitted by Lavanyasingh688 on October 28, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme XXAAAX XXXX BBCC XADD
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 893
Words 181
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 6, 4, 4, 4

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