Poetry
A Delight For My Eyes
Published in
Jul 29, 2022
A poem.
I see you,
Walking, standing,
Or maybe, just a little bit of the top of your head,
When you’re sitting,
And I don’t know why,
But you’re a delight for my eyes.
A poem.
I see you,
Walking, standing,
Or maybe, just a little bit of the top of your head,
When you’re sitting,
And I don’t know why,
But you’re a delight for my eyes.
I’m searching for something I don’t know, yet.