Poetry by Michael Bechayda

My Princess

You are like a diary

I keep writing everyday

Good and the bad I put inside

My memories all kept secret

In that special book of mine I cherish

Well preserved and studied

Connecting the dots through the day

So far the dots are all right for me

Connected at the right places

You might not be a super model

Or might not be a genius

But to me you surpass all of them combined

There is something that they don't have

That caught my mind and soul

And eventually my heart will be caught

But I don't really fully know

So please teach me that part that I am missing

Because I am not good at that part alone

But I will learn from you

And eventually feel what I  yearn to feel 

What he desire an Original Poem made by Michael Hinog Bechayda