(no subject)
Hearts be gentle
As the sun hits the water
The light reflects from her eyes
Into my pupils
Her love carries me into a state of mind
Where mountains seem like hills
Where cold seems like warmth
Rain seems to fall but only around me
Her beauty is unseen
Only heard in fairy tales
But if that be true
Than name me her prince
For I am living in a book
Her softness is of a million pillows
Overflowing with feathers of the smallest birds
Her touch is so gentle
So sweet, so sincere
She can revive a soul
With just the sound of her voice
It caress’ the ear drum with the most tender of hugs
If love be a sin
and death be my fate
Than kill me with daggers
With bullets, with ropes
My love for her is so true
That I would die to be in her arms
i read this...the only place i want to be is anywhere you are
=/
i miss you.