When Love Sees

A Poem by papermush08

The ugly parts are actually the special parts

I have quite a discussion
Uncalled for but most special
Even silence should listen
Or I'll break not sharing

Let's talk about my heart
Or shall I say your part?
How do I fall in love?
What magic do you have?

Your smile is a silver lining
A sweet drop of bliss
That stings and bites my senses
Creating a brand new life for me
But I adore the stoic face
Pulling me into your depths

I grow fond of your mystery
Your wordless attempt of sentiments
Or your soundless thoughts to vent
And I melt in the midst of trance
When your speech goes riveting
Taking hold of my consciousness

I like your awkward shirts
Your quaint choice of fashion
Your usual shoes in a day
That contradict your jeans
The art of sweat in your hair
A mess that doesn't care

Am I still making sense?
What more do I have to say?
What more do I have to write?
I doubt I can tell
Because numbers and letters won't suffice
You're a picture I can't stop to paint
With both light and dark shades

I love you through paradox
You're beautiful when you look ugly
My reasons are indefinite
A riddle I can't guess
But what do I like and love best
About you and all of you?
Well I must say it's "you"