Pretty lady
So pretty!
A photograph that caught my eye
I nearly missed it and passed right by
She is so pretty her beauty hit me
Like down for the count come and get me
My pulse quickened with the beat of my heart
Her hair frames her face like a rare work of art
Her beauty was soft and very feminine
Something primal I had to look again
I was captivated
My pulse was elevated
I stared at her face and I felt inebriated
I was drunk on her beauty
As I imagined she knew me
I daydreamed as your eyes looked right through me
I wanted to breathe you in
I never had but I wanted to touch you again
I was just mesmerized locked on your eyes
My heart beating fast as you flooded my mind
Like your pheromones targeted my home
Entered my space and sank into the bone
I imagined the curves of your body
The feel of your skin and your scent was hypnotic
What started as a daydream had now become a fantasy
The beauty of her face was real and had really come over me
It was familiar somehow
But I hadn't seen her till now
I wanted to tell her all of this but didn't know how
I'm entertaining thoughts of us, and I'm doing it now
I love your face as we press our lips together
I crave your taste
Lips warm like a sweater
Gentle and fragrant
Feminine and I imagine she's patient
I don't really believe in love at first sight
But infatuation is something that I just might
Consumed with thoughts of her just speaking to me
Just the two of us with nobody in-between
I have never had that kind of openness
I hope this isn't to forward miss
Regardless of what you choose to do
I thought you should know I have a crush on you
You're not so secret admirer
Jim Holmes
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A poem about beauty
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Submitted by Highwiredcat on November 22, 2024
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