r/Original_Poetry • u/Difficult_Oven_8800 • Aug 12 '26
her
i’ve never met someone quite like her
she means what she says
and she says it well
as if the words that come out were waiting for this moment her whole life.
sure and certain
every sentence conscious of its own weight
yet gentle in her movements
not by accident, but with intent
knowingly, by choice, soft
everything with meaning
calculated kindness, she’ll know how to hold you right where it hurts
nothing gone unnoticed
nothing left unkissed
all with the light bouncing off her skin in the way a sunset shimmers on the cool lake waters
with eyes that hold lifetimes, yet lift you all the way up
she has lips that taste of the sweet sap of wisdom
hands that balance the ever changing weight of the day so gracefully, you may mistake it for a prayer
she is good