Your Beauty
Your face as a drop of Rain, Beautiful, hopeful and I wish to never see In pain.
Your body so gorgeous and grown, I wish to hold it in my arms, and make it my own.
Your personality as sweet as candy, as sugar, no as a plum. As I write this poem My heart beats as fast as a drum.
My blood rushes fast and to my vains, All the times I hurt before my liking of You remain.
Because when you speak I pause and, When you look into my eyes my life has No cause.
Please come guide me ,without you I'm lost.
I hope to be with you each night, each day because when your around, you drive the hurt away.
But one thing that hurts is that you're not mine, I'll do whatever it is you want talk, kiss, and drink Wine.
But for all this to happen you must be with me, please come with me now 'cause I'm finding it hard to breath.
One problem that I don't understand is that your With a sorry excuse for a man.
-Your Romantic Writer, Anonymous
Scorpions Glance · Sun Mar 12, 2006 @ 10:48pm · 0 Comments |