Cliche' Love Poem, Revised

ORIGINAL


There is a boy
with eyes as blue as the sky
And I think of him in the dead of night
His image brings a flood of tears
I love him to infinity and beyond.

He keeps me up all night
Tossing and turning like the sea
And even when I sleep
My dreams whisper his name like the whispering wind.

Alas, he doesn't bat an eye
At my attempts to bear my soul to him
He loves another girl
With hair of gold and eyes like the sea

But I love him like a love song,
and he's the one that I want,
I would die 4 him,
Cuz' baby he's a firework.


REVISED


There is a boy,
With eyes bluer than a hobo's fingers on a cold January morning
He joins my throbbing brain after the house has gone still.
The mere sight of his holy frame makes my tears run faster than a walrus runs to water after his tusks catch fire
I love him like hipsters love tumblr.

He keeps me awake till my eyes are coated in crusty eye goo
Flailing in my bed like a victim of epilepsy
And even if I'm given the gift of sleep,
My dreams repeat his name until it sounds weird and foreign.

But he looks at me as if I am a braces band on the floor of a middle school.
He loves a girl with hair the hue of a taxicab, and windex eyes.

But I love him so much that I pee a little bit when I see him out of sheer excitement.
I want him so much I could make a career out of it.
I would literally eat anything he told me to on a casual dare.
He's a sparkly photon torpedo.