When in Romance

When in Romance

 

I'm simply so infatuated by you.

Your presence washes warmly over,

my doubts and sorrows, evanesce.

A solace, my revery.

 

Your crooked smile that scratches the deepest itch in my brain.

The opalescent flecks of blue in the green of your eyes.

That gentle voice that I have grown to love so dearly.

 

Please, don't let go,

my heart in hand, outstretched.

I will not,

my every fibre, every morsel,

every heartstring plucked.

I will hold, steadfast.

 

I hope one day you hear this,

I truly do.

When my worries become yours;

and your triumphs, my keepsakes.

When the rhythmic rise and fall of your chest,

reflects my own.

 

I wrote this poem about a girl I like, I hope I can read it to her in the distant future, if the feeling turns out to be mutual. She loves poetry so I think she will really appreciate it. Feel free to leave feedback if you like, although, I may never be back hear to read it.