Maid.

by Luke   Aug 21, 2006


He hair was perfect...
Her body was too...
Her lips were soft...
He face was so true...

She stood in that field...
The wind in her hair...
Sun on her face...
Stood with no care...

Stood there so strong...
A look in her eyes...
A look of appeal...
A look of surprise...

Oh what a maid...
That worked all day...
Worked all night...
With nothing to say...

She stood in that field...
The wind in her hair...
Sun on her face...
Stood with no care...

Oh what a maid...
That worked in my head...
Through my dreams...
When in bed.

© Of Luke 21st Of August 2006.

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  • 17 years ago

    by LOVEmeNOT

    This is good...and i like it a lot...you really showed you liked this girl in a different way in this....5/5