The first time I saw you,
I did not like you a bit;
You ignored me, so sad,
You annoyed me with your wit.
I started to see you,
And you started to see me;
I came to recognize,
Certain looks of lust, maybe?
And that lust changed to more,
Looks of gentleness and love;
Reciprocation? Yes,
My heart once more in love.
Now greeted with a smile,
Although, I wish for a kiss;
It was such a surprise,
I found you fill me with bliss.
Like
Share
About the Creator
Jessi Vermillion
I’m an amateur poet. I write about love, sadness, death, and etc. 🖤
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.