In the depth

by The Beautiful Haunting   Nov 16, 2007


Love is the taste of his kisses.
The touch of his hand
The smile on his face
The voice on the phone
The shelter of which i stand beneath
The cushion to catch my fall
The tissue to catch my tears
The rock i stand on
Love is the relationship we have
The trust it withholds
The beauty from within
The things he sees that no one else knows
The felling deep in my gut
In the depth love is .....him,
My everything.

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  • 16 years ago

    by X Kashies Misery X

    Love this poem, all fits together well and all, its very gorgeously written..

    great writting skills keep it up

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