Well this is my first post since august, I used to frequent this forum, but I went to basic training, so I have a lot of material to throw out here over the next forever. Here's something small. C4C

Anticipating today,
She wore her feelings like a bow,
Topping huge ocean shows,
In her yellow hair.
Dressed like cocaine,
My eyes glistened,
She wasn’t the sun,
But far more fair.
“Why so beautiful?”
I’d ask, for I am undeserving.