CaptainWoody83
Virgin
- Joined
- Jul 11, 2001
- Posts
- 19
Many seek after her. All of them, blind to her true beauty.
Long brown flowing hair, smelling sweetly of perfumes; Strands fall over her eyes, eyes that have a hidden awareness. Her silky soft skin, a simple caress from her brings men to their knees. Supple lips, lips I could kiss for all time. The sway of her hips lures eyes down her body. None of this would matter if it wasn't for her mind. Knowledgeable in the arts and music. She has a good heart, caring of her friends and family. That is what matters...
And for some reason, She loves me. I feel my heart race when she speaks my name. I know I'm not good looking, but when I'm around her, my self-esteem can't be touched by the worst of insults. When I feel I am worthless, that I have no purpose in this world, feeling only my loneliness and misery, My life brightens the moment I pick up the phone and hear her sweet voice. I love her. Soon I will have her in my arms again...
Being served on hand and foot for the rest of her days, having her every need met. I wish I could give her what she truly deserves. But I know she won't love me any less if that never happens. I hope someday I could.
Maybe she'll never read this, but it's something that I just had to type.
Long brown flowing hair, smelling sweetly of perfumes; Strands fall over her eyes, eyes that have a hidden awareness. Her silky soft skin, a simple caress from her brings men to their knees. Supple lips, lips I could kiss for all time. The sway of her hips lures eyes down her body. None of this would matter if it wasn't for her mind. Knowledgeable in the arts and music. She has a good heart, caring of her friends and family. That is what matters...
And for some reason, She loves me. I feel my heart race when she speaks my name. I know I'm not good looking, but when I'm around her, my self-esteem can't be touched by the worst of insults. When I feel I am worthless, that I have no purpose in this world, feeling only my loneliness and misery, My life brightens the moment I pick up the phone and hear her sweet voice. I love her. Soon I will have her in my arms again...
Being served on hand and foot for the rest of her days, having her every need met. I wish I could give her what she truly deserves. But I know she won't love me any less if that never happens. I hope someday I could.
Maybe she'll never read this, but it's something that I just had to type.
