there it lies

all the thoughts of a mind,

mainly beautiful eyes

truly one of a kind

with sadness underneath

and a serenity overcoat

sadness that is rarely ever unsheathe

just to keep her world afloat

——

and there it stays

a blossom in her cheeks

like the flowers in may

her skin never bleak

with a blush like no other

and a smile to grow flowers

——

and there it remains

her need to win

a loss meaning utter disdain

almost as bad as sin

with ferocity like a tiger

cant really help but adore her

——

and there they lay

all the thoughts of a mind,

many of them cliche

but the rest fall behind

thoughts of wondrous eyes

and an exquisite blush

calmer than a clear sky

and if she wants to argue,

she can shush