Poems from kboulware3
Could I have dreamed a more perfect bliss
A more awesome exchange a more breathtaking kiss
When I took you by the hand you were not of that...
The old man holds the child high in the air
My great-grandfather here, my nephew there
He fell in love once; her embrace was all his need...
Is that smile any different from the frowns seen before
When angry women’s words our hearts did smite
Their faces distorted expressed a...
How odd that the beauty that brought us here
Would leave you before me so draped in fear
A smile now hiding with eyes still bright
Asking...
She’s beautiful!
Gorgeous truly!
And she’s speaking to me?
She should be speaking some beautiful language
That I’m not attractive enough to...