the one

this is a poem about the way in which persona feels about this girl that he likes.

like a leaf on the wind

of an autumn day

like snow topped mountains

like rolling hills and flowing streams

like a painting

like a work of art



like the sun

like the moon and the stars

like the heavens



beautiful and without flaw

whispers, talks with all intent



like a rose, a red rose

she is my rose

as for she is my sun,

my moon

my world

my life



all that i am

all that i can be

all for i am her's and only her's

for now and for ever her’s