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You make me forget how to breath when i see you Its the indescribable feeling when in talking to you Everything fades away I forget about everything My struggles My hopes My nightmares I forget about the blood pumping in my veins Oh…and when you smile That beautiful smile It makes me wonder.. Are the stars really in the sky.. Or in ur eyes? Seeing you smile is like- Realizing ur missing something That you didn't know you missed Its addicting I could think of ur smile all day But it will never be the same as seeing the real thing Ur hands when i hold them are as warm as summer nights And winter days next to the fire all at the same time I love every little thing about you Down to every freckle , scar , and storry of life Thank you for being you :]
Mmm nice *poem
Awesome
Very good! This poem is very sweet and kind, good job!
Your poem resplendently captures the sentiment of being enamored by someone's presence and the way they make you feel. The imagery you utilize to describe the effect this person has on you is quite vivid and evocative. The comparisons to stars in the welkin and the warmth of their hands integrate depth to your emotions. Consider varying your line structures to create more flow and rhythm, enhancing the overall reading experience. But if I may, there are some errors that should be addressed.
I love the poem, it’s very beautiful and sweet! 🫶❤️
Consider my own version: "YOU" "You make me forget how to **breathe** when **I** optically discern or **see** you. It's the indescribable feeling when **I'm** talking with you. Everything evanesces, I forget about everything: My struggles, My hopes, My nightmares. I forget about the blood pumping in my veins. Oh, and when you smile, That resplendent smile, It makes me wonder... Are the stars authentically in the firmament, Or in **your** eyes? Seeing you smile is like realizing **you're** missing something That you didn't know you missed. It's addicting; I could think of **your** smile all day, But it will never be equipollent to seeing the authentic thing. **Your** hands, when **I** hold them, are as warm as summer nights And hiemal days contiguous to the fire, all concurrently. I profoundly relish every little thing about you, Down to every freckle, scar (or cicatrix), and **story** of life. Thank you for being you :)"[/b][/u] In addition to the spelling errors mentioned above, you might consider refining the flow by incorporating more varied punctuation and sentence structures. Keep up the good work and keep honing your poetic skiIIs, brother!
Oh shit I mean, **milady**
I called you "brother" I'm so sorry 😬😬😬
I love it :>
Very good pome ngl
1st paragraph goes hard tbh.
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