The annual promise of winter's cold, of Atlantic's wind
Speaks more now, seems less then
Faint rain weighs on the mind
More in spirit than less in time
Where a warped board creaks
Forever you speak
Wealthy am I when I reflect you in eyes
A pleasant delight to see you in skies
My poor wasted mind is failing to see
With cursed time, you'll appear less to me
Older me will slowly find
My eyes wander to you when I'm blind
Drops of seawater mixed with time
Longing for shores where Cass can be mine
Alright, I'm not actually going to comment on this because I usually don't partake in love poems, (thought I did find this romantic with defined symbols and beautiful imagery)
this is just directed to everyone who has submitted those idiotic comments.
Hey you guys, if you can't take critisizm, don't submit. You can't expect everyone to enjoy your writing, did you expect nothing but praise? Also, it's pure stupidity to comment on what type of person they are or how they live when you know nothing about them. GET OVER IT and try to move on and possibly improve your work.
Kids these days! My goodness, that comment zapping feature looks advertising now. The sad thing is no one really looks at what you have to say when you misspell like that. You should all check out my thread on the forums, it's getting quite some attention!