Your love is like a rows ever blooming and sweet, your beauty holds my breath captive as I watch u sway back and forth in the moon light.
But its pretty nice. Not poetry I would call this a short prose extract. (Which is basically saying its more of a story). It's not very unique though; roses, swaying, moonlight its all very cliche try to spice it up a little.
I remember How I used to stare at u all day, How blue your eyes were, How soft your hair was, How you were always content just to sit with me, I remember how you made me feel, Free and confident, How happy I was w u by my side. I remember How I died inside when I heard u left me, How my heart was sank and My eyes filled w tears. Stupid dog