Thursday, December 24, 2009

Free Poems

Her Eyes like the Setting Sun
Her lips filled with innocent bliss
I think about her kiss and I feel a rush of breeze
Confused in a mindless drift I pronounce my love and fall to sleep.


Her Stare fills me with passion and despair,
Her touch, reminds me of what it was to care,
I am mesmerized everytime i stop to stare,
But i sense a static in the air.

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