this is just a love poem not to any one but jst for fun heart blaugh
your love is endless like space its self
you sit with glass skin on a shelf
i dont dare touch you im afraid youll break
oh oh i live to love you
my love is left in notes...... never sent out
i anger my self while i sit about
to think i could be by your side
hand in hand
i gaze into your beutiful eyes
as blue as the day time skys
but those tears are the rain while you are sad
those silly clouds wont blur your vision any more for i am here
when you say "i love the moon
i hope to go there soon"
ill take you there in one step
that is how much i love you
but when the day comes
when we are older
ill ask for your hand
the soul in my body and my heart inside
together i hope we will stand side by side
View User's Journal
hells only book of nightmares
I'am the hells mistress. I live only for the screams of horror, to fill my life with joy
User Comments: [1] [add]
User Comments: [1] [add]
Community Member
When we are older
I'll ask for your hand
It was very cute 3nodding