Her and a side of mashed potatos

by tyler   May 6, 2012


She was my first love,
She is more beautiful then Aphrodite herself,
Shes why i wait so long for,
For there is no one else like her,
A unique kind, no copies, just pure heart,
I wish nothing but her and only her,
She is what i worry for,
She is almost like music for my eyes,
Everytime i look at her my heart sinks into oblivion,
Oh how i get lost into her eyes,
If God was real i would shake his hand for creating something so beautiful,
I love her more then all of the cakes combined,
If i was never able to have her i would go crazy and blow up,
Even if people say things negative about her shes perfect,
All i want is.....Her and a side of mashed potatoes

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  • 12 years ago

    by Yrem Crish

    Good poem. I catch your feeling here about the girl you describe in this poem. And guess, she will be glad and happy if she read this one.
    --She is more beautiful then Aphrodite herself,--then--than must be type here I think.
    --I love her more then all of the cakes combined,--then--it's "than".
    Although, some parts are rocky to read but I enjoy reading this. Keep writing more:=)

    • 12 years ago

      by tyler

      Yes im i am terrible at writing poems and my spelling i quite bad but i thank you for your tips :)