• The smell of their sweet hair,
    Puts me in a frenzy.
    To hear their soft voice,
    Tears my heart asunder.

    To gaze into their eyes,
    Is the mirror of our souls.
    Soft, white porcelain skin,
    It’s like velvety touch.

    But their friends have bad habits,
    That destroys a person beauty.
    Like an infection,
    These habits spread.
    I ignored the signs and waved them off,
    I wish I could wave goodbye.
    Forever it will be I will see,
    A lonely love.