His name begins with that of a Z. ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ He is quiet yet encouraging ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ He is bold yet comforting ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ He is a work of art ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ yet he has been my best friend since I was a baby ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ am I pretty enough for him? ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ do I even appeal to him in the way I see him? ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ I think not so. ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ I yearn to traverse the dimples of skin that left me numb ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ but I fear he does not feel the same passion as I do ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ I feel complete when I am in his prescence ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ and so bedazzled by his majesty ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ he seems to be a shooting star; ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ and I am the lone person watching him. ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ but so rightfully in the words of Lysander speak: ☆*: .｡. o .｡.:*☆ ♪♪"The course of true love never did run smooth."♪♪ ♡
hope you liked the little poem I wrote fact: I like A Midsummer Night's Dream (the quote is from there.) I also quite enjoy poetry.
