Her long blond hair, her eyes so blue,
Those lips so pink, I can not think...
Precious emotion
exist in words marked "forever"...
My days pass, thinking about you,
My night ends with desire to be with you...
My love for you will never fade,
Though my life is going in dark shade...
Your fingertips travel from rib cage
to hip bone like country back roads...
It doesnt matter what they think
It doesnt matter what they say...
The musing and the bellowing out the chorus door,
By the deep somber tune of the cello...
Never in a million years
Could I ever Imagined You would...
The dictionary defines fate as a development of...
outside a person's control...
Feelings is our glue
love is immanent in us...
Lost in a world of surprise,
entagled in webbed finger...
By Alaina Noelle O'Neill
I run and run I always run...