His face
Trying to find the words
To say but you being yourself wouldn't
understand it's a bittersweet quality.
Moistened lips so pink and full
my heart wants to tell you but my brain and foolish ego won't.
Damn this brain
I only wish to make you happy to see your sanguine
face although you aren't beautiful
I see you though rose petaled frames your
almond shaped, chocolate set eyes full of life.