man...i just love being right (smile) (it dont happen often) lol
cant deny these poetic brown eyes... *S* stalking you always... your jm
Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders And it makes me want to touch you there. And the light in your eyes makes me feel Like there's something much better out there Something kind... And I know someday I might be looking around Trying to find some purpose Well purpose it can't be that hard to find As long as I've got the wind... The wind and your love to carry me. vertical horizon
Argh...sounds like you're in that first vulnerable stage of love...when everything seems so darn perfect. (sigh) Been so long since I've been there, I can't remember how it feels, to have your heart out there on a limb...thanks for reminding me how wonderful that vulnerability is. Beautiful poem that definately *moves* me!
New Orleans, LA