Like Thor and Jane in the Dark World,
You’re my type of girl.
I told you I didn’t know what it was
What it was you has
But there’s something about you
Got me hooked too
Like I like the way you talk
Those little steps when you walk
Them little corners of your lips
Always turned up a hint
That little nose – and your freckled face
So fragile – with peculiar taste
You’re short and yes I tease
But please don’t change, please?
I’d cross seas, oceans, or the galaxy
I’ll make the Bifrost though it be imaginary
From a world away, I wanna be here
To tell you there’s nothing to fear
Story behind the poem:
Written about somebody special who has that something special.
Photo by Marek Bernat