Friday, January 27, 2012

Deadmahan


I love her almond-shaped eyes
Shining shimmering
When I look at her
From across the room

I love her luscious sweet lips
Sweet as strawberry
Soft like marshmallows
Her kiss a gold’s worth

I love her swaying hair
Dancing to the wind
Soft like a pillow
And with a scent too

I love her brown birthmark
Just below her hips
Almost a heart-shaped
Yet still a masterpiece

And this is the part where I end the good things I can say about her. From this point on, the things I’m gonna say are the bad things about her.

I hate her almond-shaped eyes
Glittering again
Does she even know?
How it ruins my eye?

I hate her luscious sweet lips
So full of sugar
You’d either be hyperglycemic
Or dead

I hate her swaying hair
Always a nuisance
when riding the jeepney
beside and behind her

I hate her brown birthmark
Shaped like a heart
Or is it just a blot?
Trying to be an artist?

HMPPH is her response. What does it even mean??

Love her.

Correction. Loved her.

Hate her.




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