What do you think of these poems?

I wrote these while I was bored. I couldn’t stop thinking of the girl I adore. Anyway what do you peoples think?

The girl I love does not notice me, as I watch her enviously, in awe of her her brilliance, her splendor, her incredibility.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

She thinks my compliments are just like any others.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

She does not realize that although I lust, I am also capable of love.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

She does not realize I am empty and incomplete alone. Her eyes, a mark of beauty. So easily on could be lost within them, forever searching for a way out.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

Her hair, dark and long, so entrancing, tranquilly sitting upon her shoulders, yet also wild with beauty.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

Her skin, toned to brilliance, refined and smooth. So easily one could feel it and think even silk is rough.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

Her voice, sweet yet laced with the unmistakable attitude that makes her who she is.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

Her beauty does not go unrecognized. Men flock to her, yet many last only a week, a fortnight, a month. I envy them, for they have had what I have not. The honor of being with her, the pinnacle of evolution.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

Sharp, and fast, like a blade she races through my heart, as I see her. I stand there unsure of what to do. She disregards my compliments, and seems unable to believe I truly adore her.

If only you knew. I really do love you.

Even if you don’t realize that what I say is the barest truth.

I love you.

You’ll probably never see this. But I just want you to see that I’m intoxicated by you. I do care, even if you don’t see it.

Love is like a great thirst. You are unbelievable satisfied when it is quenched, Yet when it is not, you feel as though you will die.

Here and now, I do honestly say, With great love and compassion, in my heart, to stay The one I truly love, does not yet know it. I love them far beyond words, or wit. If only you knew, how utterly I love you.