Her Thing

The descriptional poetry of the lover by a lover. The picture is that of a absinthe cocktail which is an analogy to the poetry in a sense that the lover is just as colorful, vibrant and addictively bittersweet that makes the whole ordeal a great adventure.

Sometimes bothered, like birds in the rain,

clueless eyes, and wandering thoughts,

flicking hair, with a killer stare,

displaying tantrums in such a fashion,

often in awe, loving overboard,

words so charming, rejuvenates all,

full of life, like a gush of fresh hair,

pretty hair, hindering her kisser,

these are just some things I love about her.