His Intensity

A Poem By Kassady // 10/21/2013

Strong Jaw,
His eyes narrowed,
And in them I saw,
His intensity burning, eyebrows furrowed.
Heart melting smile,
Like a shooting star,
You wish and then file,
the image somewhere safe and far.
Tall, muscular, lean and fit,
So proud, so brave,
Is there anything imperfect?
Even the imperfections I'd crave.
Surely he's not what he seems,
Yet he's the center of my dreams.

Comments

Even the imperfections I'd

Even the imperfections I'd crave. I so get this line you don't even know! I love it, Kass! Please please post more!

Madeline | Mon, 10/21/2013

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Great job, Kassady! I really

Great job, Kassady! I really liked this. Especially the bit about craving his imperfections. I so understand that.

E | Mon, 10/21/2013

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Lovely!

Nice flow, post more poems!!

Maddi | Tue, 10/22/2013

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

Yeah -

- I love the imperfections line, too :)

Sarah Bethany | Tue, 10/22/2013

Thanks!!!

Thanks guys!!!! Love all your comments.
That's interesting that that one line would stick out to you all out of all the rest. Neat!!! Thanks for your feedback!!!

Kassady | Wed, 10/23/2013

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!

I loved this!

And I know someone like this, but I won't say his name...
Surely he's not what he seems, but he's the center of my dreams...
I love that part! Well done!

Gina I. | Wed, 10/23/2013

insert something inspiring

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