You are not aware of me,
But you could be
In time.
Maybe I’ll
Slide up to you
On the fly,
Tell you you’re beautiful,
A knockout,
Irresistibly ravishing,
In whatever you wear.
I could dreamily whisper to you
From the heart of my soul,
The roots of my emotion,
A Petrarchan sonnet
Elucidating how I
Adore
You, sweetheart.
I might gaze into your
Life-sustaining
Eyes,
Caress your celestial hands with my
Fingertips,
And softly kiss the tip of your nose.
You’re the only one who has
Been able to change my
Boldness into
Cravenness,
So for now,
I’ll sit back and
Admire your sweet smile.
A contest entry
- come on i want to feel the passion by ruthie fallen angel.
700 points, ended December 16, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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that was sweet good job and good luck
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