ok so this a little poem, which could be finished, but im not sure yet. its from a guys POV, possibly Neville's, or whoever you wish it to be, except it's neither Harry nor Ron.
EDIT: this is Ernie McMillan's (sp?) POV. this poem is of a pair, to read the Hannah Abbott's POV click here.
Every day since we first met,
You've taunted me with that smile,
The one you make sure I always get,
The one that makes my day worthwhile.
Your bright eyes shimmer,
And your lashes flicker,
The lights seem dimmer,
As my pulse gets quicker.
I smile back shyly,
And blink once or twice,
You study me wryly,
Which seems less than nice.
You hold my gaze,
Now I can't look away,
And I can't spot the truth, past all the haze,
Which troubles me, throughout the day.
I lay in bed unable to sleep,
As thoughts of you, keep me awake,
Inside I'm sure, that I begin to weep,
My soul burns, as my heart starts to ache.
Oh, how I wish you could see,
What's going through my head,
And all the things, you're doing to me,
Then you'll know, what should be said.
oh i'm also working on a poem from the girls POV, and if i ever decide on the characters its definitely based on, i'll let you know. i absolutely love people who leave feedback, and would like to know if you think i should go on. EDIT: fini9shed the girl's POV, link at the top.
BeckyN