L’ Yeux Verts: I love a boy who doesn’t read poetryDoesn’t write lettersAnd, doesn’t…

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I love a boy who doesn’t read poetry
Doesn’t write letters
And, doesn’t understand when I thank trees.

He thinks slow dancing is a waste of time
Peek-a-boos spoil a child’s mind
And happy thoughts can never get us to fly

I stare at him while he’s asleep
He keeps the lights open in order…

I love this poem. Because sometimes, those boys who don’t read poetry surprise you, and are not only reading your poetry without you knowing it, they turn around and write poetry of their own, after twenty years of being together, and surprise both of you. ~ Another Fairy-tales Believer

L’ Yeux Verts: I love a boy who doesn’t read poetryDoesn’t write lettersAnd, doesn’t…

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