Sunday, October 24, 2010

Poem #37

I love your eyes
with their ever-changing hues.
I love that you love me
even if it's just a ruse.

I love the turned up curls
at the corners of your smile.
I'm glad that you've loved me
even if just for a while.
2/18/02010

There's my famous insecurity rearing its ugly head.

I'm really shocked at how many of these are love poems! If you're sticking around waiting for something that doesn't fit into that category, I admire your persistence. We'll get there. Eventually.

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