Feared 

spread
long limbs
brown eyed beauty
untouched, left quietly alone
feared

Elfje

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To Know Her, Is To Love Her

one
the color of her pudgy nose
when it’s cold outside
and she’s in her happy place
called Late Autumn

two
sides to her sassy mouth
often chewed upon
when she attempts
to slide away, giggling 

three
deep dimples
worth searching for
after finding two, living
beside her shy smile

four
corners to two hazel eyes
who’ve witnessed pain,
but questioned perfection
with sparkled contentment 

five
toes, each foot
she often wished were
painted in a rainbow of
your favorite colors

six
freckles lay, forever
atop a ring finger
she often wonders
is worthy of adornment

seven
calming breaths needed
on a quiet, dark night
when dreams
come to soothe her

eight
miles from town
she’s driven, even walked
in order to feel
closer to simple 

nine
her favorite number
and the many opportunities
it’ll take to convince her,
an introverted extrovert 

ten
fingers, yes, predictable
but that’s what she adores
craves, the honesty
trust and unity provide