Ms. Beaururegarhd —
Your eyes are like two doves, crystal clear and blue as the sea
I fully lost my heart to them when you looked at me
Shining brightly, softly gleaning, most would agree
It hurts to know that we may never be
As I do not think you feel the same as me
But if we were to be together I would give you everything
My heart
My soul
If I were to die as your husband
I would make sure to return as a ghost
For I could never exist without you by my side
I pray that fate may intervene soon
Before you find another
Who isn't me
Love Sick Poet
