Teen Poetry #1 |
Impetus for Living |
beowulf_26 Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 183 |
You have no idea how you affect me. Your toutch is electric. Your soul happy as the day is long. Your voice a panacea for fret. How can these feelings be wrong? You have no idea how you infect me. How I moon after your affection. Your host the pièce de résistance. But most of all I yearn for your smile. The lighthouse that brings me home. |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
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