I give in to the urge to pull away dry skin from...
gazing blindly at trees, ermine-drenched...
You ask how and you ask why
I stay with you unlike most guys...
This poem is suppose to describe how I feel
A world of feelings that are so real...
Your the razor to my skin
Your also the key to my heart...
Beyond the tears building up behind the ducts of...
I love you, deceived by my heart, it could all be...
I am like the blackhole,
You are like the sun...
I thought forgetting would be easy
like forgetting the words to a song...
I've told you how I feel,
With a note and seal...
She tip toed
in elegance...
I've seen my darkest hours
I've felt my days so long...
Our day
will be the day...
Sitting next to you
the heart flutters if just...