Welcome to Poetry.com

Poetry.com is a huge collection of poems from famous and amateur poets from around the world — collaboratively published by a community of authors and contributing editors.

Navigate through our poetry database by subjects, alphabetically or simply search by keywords. You can submit a new poem, discuss and rate existing work, listen to poems using voice pronunciation and even translate pieces to many common and not-so-common languages.

Rate this poem:(4.00 / 1 vote)

He could be mine

His eyes glow like a star in the night, I could stare at them forever. His hair is so perfectly imperfect. I am taken back by how beautiful this boy is. I don’t want to admit it, but our two names sound really good together. The way that he looks at me, I know I can tell him anything. When he laughs about silly things,and anytime he does - I feel like the world shakes, I shake. There's something so caring and honest about this boy. He's so unlike Tyler. As I try to pull myself together when I'm outside, I get distracted by this shirtless boy who walks around me. His shoulders glisten from sweat, he always works out. And god, does it show. His perfectly sculpted body makes my knees weak. I usually cringe when someone calls me “Kenny”, but it’s not so bad coming from his beautiful, perfect pair of lips. He intensely stares at me for just a couple of seconds and then looks away quickly back at the sunset. I study his face, how his eyes light up when he smiles,and how he brushes his fingers through his hair when he starts to talk about something uncomfortable. “Beyond The Stars Our Fate Lies” we say to one another and then we laugh. The way he finds fun no matter what we are doing, it’s adorable. I get butterflies every time he walks into the room,the twinkle in his eyes makes my heart skip a beat. We pretend we’re anonymous in a crowd of people. I love him. His whirlwind appearance in my life has made it that much better. Every time I look at him, I almost have to pinch myself. He has that rough look and a smile that makes your heart beat faster.
Font size:
 

Submitted by kenndra_p on April 12, 2021

1:31 min read
11 Views

Discuss this Kenndra Petrie poem with the community:

0 Comments

    Translation

    Find a translation for this poem in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)

    Citation

    Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:

    Style:MLAChicagoAPA

    "He could be mine" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2021. Web. 25 Sep. 2021. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/97527/he-could-be-mine>.

    Become a member!

    Join our community of poets and poetry lovers to share your work and offer feedback and encouragement to writers all over the world!

    Browse Poetry.com

    Quiz

    Are you a poetry master?

    »
    How many syllables an Iambic Pentameter line must have?
    • A. 20
    • B. 3
    • C. 12
    • D. 10

    Our favorite collection of

    Famous Poets

    »