I take one look at you and I understand
When people compare their lovers
To masterpieces.
They see the art,
But love the ripped edges.
I understand
When angels sing
And their love songs make sense
Because I can feel you
In Heaven's finest riches.
When the sun lights up the sky,
And reveals a beautiful place,
I can only use sunrises to describe you.
Beautiful, everlasting moments
I never want to waste.
No one has ever made me feel like this.
Looking at the little things,
And leaving me speechless.
I fell for you,
Not expecting to find happiness.
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About the Creator
Shyanna Gaston
I am 18 years old. I have been writing poetry since the fifth grade, and I hope to make a career and a difference out of it. Currently working on a book. Hoping to get it published soon in the near future.
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