A girl of dreams

You Are Beautiful
Your Hair Brushed back
when the wind blows
your true colors show
its beautiful
i wish i could tell you personally
But
my shyness limits me
your beauty is fullfilling
and satisfying
i would rather make this continous
than dye without trying
when i am not spending time with you
my feelings are beautiful
but blue
thats why i am writing this poem
because i cant stop thinking about you
i wish i could see you in the rain
so i could witness the undeniable most enjoyable pain
my fingers run off on you
our contemporaries have no clue
that i am in love with you
you are precious when you giggle in bed
the thought gets me in my head
i hear nothing that is said
unless it comes from your beautiful lips
and pierces my ears like when the water drips