spelling . . . .
I hate you!
You can’t even spell!
I love you!
Must be your secret smell!
Why is it ?
That I cannot resist?
I love you!
And that’s the final twist!
The pain!
Your beauty binds me so!
I love you!
And you will never know.
Surely
Behind those eyes so blue
I must see
The inner truth of you.
You fool me
With such cerulean gaze
You leave me
In my delirious haze
But are you
More than the sum of parts
And worthy
Of such a glorious heart?
This yearning
Will be the death of me
This longing
For what can never be!
painting by John Singer Sargent
Isobel
Sat 27th Mar 2010 08:13
I see your point now. Yes - picking on something totally unrelated would kind of prick the bubble of the whole thing.
I remember a teacher once asking the class what was attractive in the opposite sex. When I ventured 'nice teeth', everyone laughed but I was being serious...
I don't think he appreciated it for some reason - perhaps his were on the way out.