Your face haunts me
When I sleep you are all I see
You seem to be everywhere I go
Your voice is now the only one I know
Your face frightens all others
Makes children run to their mothers
I don't understand them
Your face is beautiful in my eyes
People think I must be blind
No, I see you for what you are
A shining, beautiful, perfect star
People only see bad things
I first saw you when you gave me the rose, the ribbon, and the ring
The Rose, the Ribbon, and the Ring
Phantom of the Opera is in my mind today.... I love it so I wanted to write a poem about itDid you like this poem? Write one of your own!
