I want poetry that no one ever seen before,
I opened the dictionary and made love with the most beautiful word I found...
I won’t search in the wind, in the sun or in a shore...
I listen the words of my soul and write them just like they sound.
I could compare your shiny look
With the tipical sun metafore,
But I won’t,
I could describe your smile
Like everyone does and no more...
But I won’t.
Cause this poem is for you,
You’re the one I’m writing to,
Is for you that I play this song.
You’re beautiful,you’re clever,
You float like a feather.
You’re gorgeous,you’re sweet,
You always put me down on my knees.
I’m blowing my mind apart
Trying to find the right adjective,
Trying to describe how it feels my heart,
Something I can’t explain, something too intensive.
Special may be enough for the girl next door,
But not for an every hour friend,
Not for a girl I adore,
But all I want you to know
Is that I did my best....
You’re really something...now I can rest...
Beko
