This is something I wrote about a girl that I have been in love with since the moment I saw her. The poem expresses my feelings of how much she has control over me and how I would be hers forever if only cupid gave me a chance. We were going out but we kinda broke up recently, but I am still madly in love with her. Her beautiful brown eyes are so enchanting and they are so honest and filled with wonder, and when I look into them, I am reminded that I will always be in love with her, forever.
Everyday there is the time
I feel the punishment of some big crime
it makes me sad and makes me weak
when I look, glance, gaze, or peek
into her eyes I love so dear
the same eyes, though, that bring me fear
her eyes so brown, do they see me?
the way I see her, so beautifully
what should I do? what should I wear?
should I go for a bolder style of hair?
no, I cant, I'll just be me
but still I'm not noticed, she does not see
the way I feel when she is close by
the tingling sensation, the feel of a high
it isn't her legs, her hair, nor face
but rather her eyes that bring this disgrace
a witch she must be and I'm under her spell
a spell sparked by her eyes putting me in her hell
If I don't look I have the chance to be free
but those brown eyes are just too beautiful to me
I love you forever, Angel.