If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem,
So what am I to do?
If I could write a poem,
I would tell you lots of things,
Of love and happiness
and the joy your friendship brings.
But I cannot write a poem,
So you will never know
Just how much I love you,
And now I have to go!
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
You have a friend in me,
Don't try and hide your feelings because your best friend can se
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
What hurts the most...
Was loving you so much,
But that not being enough.
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
