Obsession
Watching you glow from afar.
Your beauty shines bright like an evening star.
In a garden full of wildflowers.
I silently stand with a deep desire.
Like a four-leaf clover meant to pluck.
I just want to keep you as good luck.
But to disturb your peace,
Would cause your beauty to cease.
So I'll never hold you near,
But in my heart, you'll always appear.
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Our world