I right poet tree? cue the Emo Wombat

I made a poem 05/15

I named it Blink Stephen Blink,

They make my heart stop beating,
beautiful twin opals, my eyes are meeting
in this a blink of your eyes they glance,
they blaze and they glare
I, shrink to risk my moment
to stop, to gaze, and to stare.
my eyes you left, as I steal a last chance
laced with a last dream of hope, of romance
my heart has stopped this fast paced beating
worry not it was all but a fleeting
because you my dear made my heart stop beating


how can you deny how cute that wombat looks? how?
S|n