Beauty Perfected
As I sat there staring at her
Only one thing ran through my mind,
How can someone so beautiful be here with us?
She was perfect, only an angel can compare to her
I didn’t want to stop looking
As I sat there again staring at her
That time her hair fell freely down her face
When I saw those beautiful eyes they sparkled like Diamonds
It was like watching stars in the night sky.
Once again I was there sitting
And Just when I thought she couldn’t be any more perfect
I heard it…Her voice,
It was a perfect melody, the sweetest sound I had ever heard
I wish it hadn’t come to an end.
Each and every day
I’ve sat there admiring her beauty,
Longing to hear that incredible voice,
Wondering…is this a dream or is this real?
Wondering if i Will ever see her tomorrow?
I pray for this to not end.
For her beauty is everlasting…
And my feelings are forever hidden from her.
The greatest poem I ever made, along with the help of my sister of course. i had made this
poem when i was a junior in high school and i wrote it to a girl who i thought was the most
beautiful one in the world. i knew this girl, talked to her, walked her to class, and even
though her beauty was perfection, she was not the one for me. As the school year passed i
got to know her better and found out she was the opposite of me. i loved to hear her speak
but i hated hearing her words. i never really did understand what was going on through
her hard head. Now im in college and i haven't seen her or talked to her since. she is the
only girl to whom i wrote a poem to, and the only one to whom i should never of made on
to.
