Have You Met Me?
I was talking to a sweetheart earlier today.I told her she was special in so many ways.
She said she's not special, she's just an average girl.
There is nothing average about this awesome pearl.
I told her, "so you say, I've heard it all before."
I believe that you believe, but I see so much more.
I see nothing average, what I see is so rare.
She's an amazing lady, way beyond compare.
She asked, "Have you met me?
With the bags under my eyes.
I'm all stressed out, I do not sleep
Don't you realize?"
She asked "Have you met me?"
I said "Yes, you're superfine"
She said "I weigh too much,
Shall I go on? I drink too much wine"
I said to her, with a smile upon my face.
To me you're nearly perfect, with such charm and grace.
You can go on and on, list all you see as flaws.
Regardless of what you say, you're the best that ever was.
She sees herself as average, that endears her more to me.
She said that I must be blind, well, that just may be.
But I could spend a lifetime with this girl I'm speaking of,
And know she is a blessing sent from up above.
She asked, "Have you met me?
With the bags under my eyes.
I'm all stressed out, I do not sleep
Don't you realize?"
She asked "Have you met me?"
I said "Yes, you're superfine"
She said "I weigh too much,
Shall I go on? I drink too much wine"
Yes, I have met you.
What a joy it has been.
For so long you've made me smile,
You are an awesome friend.
Indeed, I have met you.
Yes, I think I know you well.
Right from the start, you've had my heart
And forever there, you'll dwell.
Poetry by JustBob
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Written on 2009-03-21 at 04:15
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