Who is this stranger

by deanna davis   Oct 17, 2006


My heart flows,as our love grows.
Down this path I can feel your wrath.
That beautiful night we made,
I'm praying it will not fade.
Overwhelmed with desire,
burning hot among our fire.
Don't let it burn out,
don't sit and there and shout.
Who is this stranger,
What is this danger?
Kept inside,
I want to hide.
What can i do to make you see,
that you belong to be with me.
You can't deny,
don't try and lie.
You're not who I fell for
You're not who I kissed.
The man I loved didn't use his fists.

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  • 17 years ago

    by deanna davis

    This poem is is truely one of my favorites.

  • 17 years ago

    by deanna davis

    I love this poem its my favorite one mine.