This is my first time writing a real, actual poem with a lot of thought.
Here:
A soul touches my heart.
I cannot let it go.
The feeling is a sweet as a tart
My regretting of what I have done,
Haunts me in my sleep.
I can't let go the only one,
That I thought I loved.
Her eyes were as beautiful as a sapphire.
Her smile was radiant, and was as big as a dove's.
Now every time I pass her grave.
It makes me want to love her more.
And I wish a man who craves flesh to crave me.
RedStripedd
Pretty good, except the 'sweet as a tart' line sounded ridiculous
SilentCougar
That's what I thought, but I couldn't think of anything else. I guess... erm...
But she loved Bart, too?
Like a cheating kinda thing?