She's
brighter than the sun and yet
She's
always out of sight.
She
circles my life like the moon.
She'd
warm the darkest night.
I
don't know who she is when I'm gone,
Or
ask this spell I'm under,
But
she's all smiles when I'm here.
I
love my little runner.
She is the kind of girl
Who
leads my heart around in circles,
With
long hair and eyes so deep blue
They
nearly turn to purple.
I'd
do her a rank injustice
To
say she's just a stunner.
I
love her 'cause God broke the mold
Once
he had made my runner.
She's
brighter than the sun and yet
She's
always out of sight.
She
circles my life like the moon.
She'd
warm the darkest night.
I
don't know who she is when I'm gone,
Or
ask this spell I'm under,
But
she's all smiles when I'm here.
I
love my little runner.
She
leads me through the woods
And
off the path and over hurdles.
She
always wears her faith
Like
it's an armor-plated girdle.
I've
been chasing her since spring
Was
out of earshot from the summer,
And
I am breathless with exertion,
But
I still love my little runner.
She's
brighter than the sun and yet
She's
always out of sight.
She
circles my life like the moon.
She'd
warm the darkest night.
I
don't know who she is when I'm gone,
Or
ask this spell I'm under,
But
she's all smiles when I'm here.
I
love my little runner.
I
don't know what I did to earn
This
endless, weary race.
I
don't know how I earned the right
To
glimpse her smiling face.
She
doesn't want a steady date.
She
thinks these games are funner.
I
disagree with every word
But
I still love my runner.
She's
brighter than the sun and yet
She's
always out of sight.
She
circles my life like the moon.
She'd
warm the darkest night.
I
don't know who she is when I'm gone,
Or
ask this spell I'm under,
But
she's all smiles when I'm here.
I
love my little runner.
This poem is terrible by any reasonable standards, because it's for one of my novels. It's supposed to be written by a teenager with a crush.
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