Unreal

by Archangel   May 2, 2006


Shivers force a movement in me
and as dark as the shadows
pure as love
the small figure moves with me

I know not who she is
or whether feelings are the same
we move together
with trust

she moves her lips
opens her mouth
speaks words of beauty
of which i cannot hear

thoughts of her grace my mind
i stutter in her presence
wishing she knew of the words
words i dare not speak

words of love

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lady Vengeance

    Hey Tim! that truly is a beautiful, somewhat mysterious poem. it's so ..... flowing even though in physical lines it does not..... it's so beautiful. I absoluetly love it. Champion work, mate. champions.
    -Snoo

  • 17 years ago

    by ♥ღ alwayz... forgotten ღ♥

    Aww this is so cute xx x ur a great writter =] 5/5 WOW

  • 17 years ago

    by Wings Of Flames

    OMG
    You deserve a much higher rating for this tim
    Its beautiful
    'That's what Im talking about!'
    lol
    no seriously Im doing my bit and giving you a valuable 5
    wow
    ~Em

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