I am such a fool for you,
You catch me every time...
You and me
Were meant to be...
When I think of you,
It makes me sigh...
Candle's were shimmering the night
an emotional fire burns within us...
Not really a poem but more of a story
we were freshmen in college which meant we had to...
I know that I should try to find somebody new.
But all I find myself always thinking of you...
How precious Is he that stands In the door
chiseled smile with eyes of golden brown...
Its been a while i didnt write,
i remember when i used 2 sit alone at night...
Oh when entangled in a web of passions
Breathless and without caution...
*Wait for the boy that makes you smile like no one...
YOUR STRONG AND BEAUTIFUL HANDS
MAKES ME SHIVER ON GOLDEN SANDS...
Holding hands
Dim lights...