Searching for the where abouts, of that one love
praying that you find it, with help from above...
Like the sun, that comes up over the tree's
and the wind, as it blows a gentle breeze...
Promise me you'll catch me if ever I should fall
Promise me you'll be there if i call...
When you look into my blue eyes
I can see the burning passion...
Near the riverbed I stood before you
the wind blowing through my long blond hair...
Sitting on a rock
The wind blowing in my hair...
If ever there is a time,
When there is someone you need...
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This is a title contest poem that I made, enjoy...
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love...
Roses
One day...
She saw him many times
but never saw the possibilities...
When I close my eyes all I see is you
I feel your touch just as good as new...