for you
you are so full of life
so full of color
that nothing i could say,
will ever suffice
if i could take every memory
of your brown eyes
and all your heavy sighs,
i would pluck them like flowers
and make a garden
planting seeds of love
because for you
my heart will never harden
the one and the only
the person who makes me feel the least lonely
my home away from home
the person who’s lips are sweet like honey combs
who’s soft hair glows in the sun like liquid gold
that only god himself,
could’ve sold
This poem is about:
Me
My family