Poem About a Person I Know #3

I was listening to
"Blue Wind" by YUI
And I suddenly realized
How perfectly
It describes what we were.
It reminded me of
how I fell in love
For the first time
And what that was like
And
I smiled.
I'm glad that I
Can have fond memories
Of those times now.
One of these days
I'm going to send you
That song
And hope you know enough
Japanese
To understand the lyrics
And I hope it brings you
A fond memory as well
And I hope that
You'll smile
The smile that I remember
Crossing your lips from time to time
When you heard a song
You liked.

Poem About a Person I Know #2, a.k.a Olivia, Part Something of Many

Wide eyes.
I want to be like you.
Gloriously bright, lively, alpine-lake-colored eyes with lashes so dark and delicate, they seem like ink from a Russian doll painter's single-hair brush--
I wish I could be like you.

Thin smile.
I want you to be happy.
A simple and pretty little smile, curving those coral-pink lips only slightly, yet communicating the purest unbridled joy--
I rejoice in seeing you happy.

Smooth skin.
I think about your future.
Poreless skin like tea with cream, soft and vibrant, and sometimes catching those pale freckles I love so much--
I spend so much time imagining what your future might be like.

Bright hair.
You are loved.
Hair resembling spun gold just like in the fairytales, each long strand glittering from tip to tip, faling down over your shoulders in a million different shades of yellow and gold and white, saffron and platinum and sunflower and parchment--
You are deeply loved by so many people.

Small nose.
You are a smart girl.
The cutest little nose like something painstakingly chiseled by a scullptor, then worn smooth over time, turned up only slightly, and it wrinkles when you laugh--
You have the brightest mind of any girl of twelve I've ever known.

I could write a million words about who you are, outwardly and within.
I'm in awe of you, darling.
Right now you feel like someone's trying to bring you down,
But they could never reach high enough to even touch you.
Always remember how I see you, darling.

Poem About a Person I Know #1

I think I could be in love with you if I wanted to be.
And by that I mean that I could if I saw you often enough, thought about you all the time, mulled over your good traits.
There are times when I've even thought I was in love with you, and then I remembered that oh yeah, I'm just a kid
And you know that.
On those occasions, I talked myself down. And it wasn't difficult or painful.
But I still think very highly of you.
This one time someone told me they thought you had a bit of a crush on me, and I thought
Awesome. I hope that's true. I would really be interested in talking about my crush on you
if that was true.
Usually I think it's impossible for that to be true, and that's why I'm not in love with you.