Falling In Love With A Minger
Your breath stinks, just like your undies and socks
Falling In Love With A Minger
I fell for you where others might not glance,
In the quiet corners of chance,
Where beauty’s not always loud or clear,
But hidden in moments, soft and sincere.
They call you names, dismiss your grace,
But they don’t see the light in your face.
It’s in the way you laugh, how you speak,
A tenderness found in the way you’re meek.
The world may judge with eyes so cold,
But I found warmth in the hands you hold.
In flaws and frowns, there’s more than skin,
A love that grows from deep within.
No need for a perfect mask to wear,
For I found love in the truth you share.
In every imperfection, I see your soul,
And in loving you, I feel whole.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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So much truth here. Love can and does happen. I have mingers in my life. Being older, with lots of older male friends, many of them can be dirty old men. But they can still be loveable with all the qualities described! Most times I am not close enough to smell their breath, undies or socks!😂😂