The Hidden Lines
I would memorize the contours of your face
That sideways glance, that hint of smile,
The iridescent glimmer in your eyes,
How I wished that you could be mine..
I watch, and I watch, and watch, bedazzled
By the sparks of your very being,
I’m trying to frame you, in my mind,
It’s almost akin to hoarding,
And I cannot tear my gaze away,
I keep coming back for more, and more,
There is something you’ve taken from me, and
I seek to replace it with you, at my core.
And so I’ll write you in my every line,
How I wish, I wish that you were mine..
For a very , very, very special person.. my last poem of NaPoWriMo.